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 Vanuatu and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 clarinet 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 Neu! to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Essential Logic. All the underground hits.
All Bizarre Inc. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Delta 5 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Young Marble Giants record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Unrelated Segments,
David Bowie,
John Coltrane,
Amon Düül,
Jandek,
The Tremeloes,
The Black Dice,
The Modern Lovers,
The Trojans,
The Fire Engines,
The Kinks,
Marvin Gaye,
Robert Wyatt,
Grandmaster Flash,
Fat Boys,
The J.B.'s,
Joe Smooth,
New Age Steppers,
Nick Fraelich,
Eli Mardock,
Dark Day,
David Axelrod,
La Düsseldorf,
Los Fastidios,
Pantaleimon,
Accadde A,
Glambeats Corp.,
Rhythm & Sound,
The American Breed,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Soft Machine,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Franke,
New Order,
Amazonics,
Kevin Saunderson,
Barrington Levy,
Moby Grape,
Susan Cadogan,
Sandy B,
Nils Olav,
Black Moon,
Second Layer,
Godley & Creme,
A Certain Ratio,
Basic Channel,
Con Funk Shun,
Supertramp,
D'Angelo,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Ohio Players,
Royal Trux,
Zero Boys,
China Crisis,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Gabor Szabo,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Selecter,
Masters at Work,
the Soft Cell,
Flash Fearless,
Scott Walker,
The Five Americans, The Five Americans, The Five Americans, The Five Americans.
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.