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 Tunisia and from Philadelphia.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the snare 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 Sun City Girls to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Das Ding. All the underground hits.
All Minnie Riperton tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Motorama record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 marimba and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Robert Wyatt record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roy Ayers,
Freddie Wadling,
Joe Smooth,
Bauhaus,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Selecter,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
the Sonics,
Minor Threat,
Q and Not U,
The Star Department,
Jawbox,
The Fire Engines,
Joe Finger,
Lucky Dragons,
Donny Hathaway,
Prince Buster,
the Association,
Sarah Menescal,
Wire,
Brand Nubian,
Lebanon Hanover,
Flamin' Groovies,
the Swans,
Alphaville,
Organ,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Isaac Hayes,
Don Cherry,
Moss Icon,
The Electric Prunes,
The Music Machine,
Jesper Dahlback,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Mary Jane Girls,
Throbbing Gristle,
Model 500,
Bluetip,
Skriet,
The Vogues,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Kerri Chandler,
The Misunderstood,
Erykah Badu,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Flipper,
Gabor Szabo,
Barclay James Harvest,
Aural Exciters,
Andrew Hill,
Marc Almond,
Piero Umiliani,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Magma,
The Martian,
Radio Birdman,
Altered Images,
World's Most,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Animal Collective,
Scott Walker, Scott Walker, Scott Walker, Scott Walker.
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.