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 Albania and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Jeff Lynne to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Matthew Halsall. All the underground hits.
All a-ha tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eric Copeland record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 Cybotron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Fania All-Stars,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Martian,
Stiv Bators,
Matthew Halsall,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Subhumans,
Piero Umiliani,
Ronan,
The Birthday Party,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Camouflage,
The Index,
Joyce Sims,
Man Eating Sloth,
Electric Prunes,
Marine Girls,
Danielle Patucci,
Masters at Work,
Wings,
Robert Hood,
A Certain Ratio,
ABC,
H. Thieme,
Lalo Schifrin,
Bang On A Can,
Bluetip,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
John Coltrane,
Nico,
Nick Fraelich,
Nas,
Blake Baxter,
The Seeds,
Qualms,
Little Man,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Model 500,
Sällskapet,
T.S.O.L.,
Khruangbin,
Rosa Yemen,
Alphaville,
The Techniques,
The Fuzztones,
The Gap Band,
Wire,
Flash Fearless,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Patti Smith,
Cluster,
Outsiders,
Iggy Pop,
Sunsets and Hearts,
John Holt,
E-Dancer,
Camberwell Now,
Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth.
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.