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 Micronesia and from Milan.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Robert Wyatt to the dance 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 Curtis Mayfield. All the underground hits.
All Arcadia tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Clear Light record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Brass Construction record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Magazine,
The Gladiators,
Q and Not U,
Matthew Halsall,
PIL,
Babytalk,
Basic Channel,
Second Layer,
JFA,
Bobby Byrd,
Juan Atkins,
Boredoms,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Ultimate Spinach,
T.S.O.L.,
Cecil Taylor,
Symarip,
Kas Product,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Robert Wyatt,
Blancmange,
New York Dolls,
Jacob Miller,
David McCallum,
Gang Starr,
EPMD,
Fatback Band,
Fear,
Goldenarms,
Dorothy Ashby,
Glenn Branca,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Spoonie Gee,
Shuggie Otis,
Main Source,
Delta 5,
Hoover,
Angry Samoans,
Harpers Bizarre,
Rakim,
Organ,
Sonny Sharrock,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Colin Newman,
Rekid,
Alison Limerick,
The Golliwogs,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Roxette,
Harmonia,
Dave Gahan,
DJ Style,
The Seeds,
Derrick Morgan,
Pantytec,
UT,
Ohio Players,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
New Age Steppers,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Soft Machine,
Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen.
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.