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 Greece and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Charles Mingus to the grime 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 The Invisible. All the underground hits.
All Soft Machine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Robert Hood record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Curtis Mayfield record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Half Japanese,
Drexciya,
Freddie Wadling,
Main Source,
the Sonics,
Soft Machine,
Little Man,
Amon Düül II,
The Slits,
Bobby Womack,
Radiohead,
Wings,
Talk Talk,
The Associates,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Velvet Underground,
The Red Krayola,
Smog,
Sixth Finger,
The Flesh Eaters,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Eli Mardock,
Nick Fraelich,
Agitation Free,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Kool Moe Dee,
Don Cherry,
Tres Demented,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Brick,
LL Cool J,
ABC,
Ten City,
The Names,
Pole,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Accadde A,
The Victims,
Eurythmics,
China Crisis,
Althea and Donna,
The Divine Comedy,
Quando Quango,
Excepter,
Crispian St. Peters,
Absolute Body Control,
X-Ray Spex,
Eric Dolphy,
Animal Collective,
Outsiders,
The Knickerbockers,
The Happenings,
Radiopuhelimet,
OOIOO,
Basic Channel,
Kenny Larkin,
Rekid,
Deadbeat,
La Düsseldorf,
The Techniques, The Techniques, The Techniques, The Techniques.
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.