Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Montenegro and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Nik Kershaw to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Mad Mike. All the underground hits.
All Kurtis Blow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stetsasonic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a In Retrospect record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barry Ungar,
Al Stewart,
Anthony Braxton,
Danielle Patucci,
Sällskapet,
Dorothy Ashby,
Sun Ra,
X-102,
Amon Düül II,
The Tremeloes,
Animal Collective,
Interpol,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Rekid,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Carl Craig,
La Düsseldorf,
Magma,
Joensuu 1685,
Sam Rivers,
Camberwell Now,
The Wake,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Trumans Water,
Nick Fraelich,
The Alarm Clocks,
Arab on Radar,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
the Association,
Agitation Free,
Nas,
Delon & Dalcan,
Rosa Yemen,
Newcleus,
Cal Tjader,
Accadde A,
the Sonics,
Supertramp,
The Star Department,
Pharoah Sanders,
Maleditus Sound,
Bizarre Inc.,
KRS-One,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Gong,
Soft Machine,
Schoolly D,
Metal Thangz,
Eric Dolphy,
Anakelly,
Marmalade,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Divine Comedy,
Wally Richardson,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Rhythm & Sound,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Soul Sonic Force,
A Certain Ratio,
Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.