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 Armenia and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 organ 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 Bootsy's Rubber Band to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Raincoats. All the underground hits.
All Q and Not U tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Cale record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Electric Light Orchestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Michelle Simonal,
JFA,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Magma,
The Fugs,
Japan,
Public Enemy,
David McCallum,
The Seeds,
The Durutti Column,
Fort Wilson Riot,
This Heat,
Rufus Thomas,
Sparks,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Terry Callier,
Black Sheep,
Faust,
Parry Music,
Kayak,
Tom Boy,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Franke,
Inner City,
The Fuzztones,
Yaz,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Johnny Clarke,
Black Flag,
June Days,
Neil Young,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Neu!,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Pop Group,
Maurizio,
The Monks,
Das Ding,
Thompson Twins,
Letta Mbulu,
Pet Shop Boys,
Groovy Waters,
Nas,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Beau Brummels,
These Immortal Souls,
The Standells,
Alton Ellis,
The Dave Clark Five,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Modern Lovers,
Wolf Eyes,
The Raincoats,
Cal Tjader,
Matthew Halsall,
Cluster,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Cymande,
Pulsallama,
The Mojo Men,
Lou Christie,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Pharoah Sanders,
Lonnie Liston Smith, Lonnie Liston Smith, Lonnie Liston Smith, Lonnie Liston Smith.
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.