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 Singapore and from Spokane.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1970 at the first Onyeabor practice in a loft in Enugu.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Knickerbockers. All the underground hits.
All Notorious Big And Bone Thugs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Tremeloes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 guitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gladiators record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Young Rascals,
Boogie Down Productions,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Darondo,
48th St. Collective,
Arab on Radar,
Soul II Soul,
Second Layer,
Livin' Joy,
Be Bop Deluxe,
James White and The Blacks,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Toasters,
The Skatalites,
The Stooges,
Scientists,
Bang On A Can,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Associates,
Infiniti,
Yazoo,
Visage,
Swell Maps,
Lalo Schifrin,
Unrelated Segments,
Minor Threat,
The Gun Club,
Sarah Menescal,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Magazine,
Moby Grape,
Delon & Dalcan,
Deadbeat,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Scratch Acid,
The Remains,
Black Moon,
Jacob Miller,
Glambeats Corp.,
Altered Images,
Wally Richardson,
The Star Department,
The Cure,
Yusef Lateef,
The Mojo Men,
Newcleus,
Traffic Nightmare,
Bauhaus,
Amon Düül II,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Dawn Penn,
Bobby Byrd,
Essential Logic,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Chris Corsano,
Dorothy Ashby,
H. Thieme, H. Thieme, H. Thieme, H. Thieme.
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.