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 Czech Republic and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Section 25 to the grunge kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Flipper. All the underground hits.
All Minutemen tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Big Daddy Kane record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jandek record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stetsasonic,
Arcadia,
Oblivians,
Gerry Rafferty,
Jacob Miller,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Kurtis Blow,
The Searchers,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Youth Brigade,
Gang Starr,
Brand Nubian,
Gang Green,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Dead C,
New Order,
Maurizio,
Bill Wells,
Vainqueur,
Sun Ra,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Erykah Badu,
Donald Byrd,
U.S. Maple,
Agent Orange,
Delta 5,
Skaos,
David Axelrod,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Make Up,
Jawbox,
Wire,
Kayak,
The J.B.'s,
Anthony Braxton,
Tropical Tobacco,
Barrington Levy,
Desert Stars,
Donny Hathaway,
Danielle Patucci,
E-Dancer,
Gong,
The Pop Group,
Marcia Griffiths,
the Normal,
Lungfish,
Eli Mardock,
Hasil Adkins,
Tim Buckley,
Freddie Wadling,
Prince Buster,
Absolute Body Control,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Stiv Bators,
Soul II Soul,
Thee Headcoats,
Malaria!,
World's Most,
CMW,
The Red Krayola, The Red Krayola, The Red Krayola, The Red Krayola.
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.