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 Nicaragua and from Delhi.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Jakarta.
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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Theoretical Girls 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 Vainqueur. All the underground hits.
All Ajijia Myrayebe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Susan Cadogan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Althea and Donna,
Gregory Isaacs,
FM Einheit,
In Retrospect,
Cluster,
Alton Ellis,
Arab on Radar,
The Standells,
Scan 7,
Silicon Teens,
Procol Harum,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Patti Smith,
Ohio Players,
Brick,
The Move,
Amazonics,
Guru Guru,
Grauzone,
Spoonie Gee,
Suburban Knight,
The Gap Band,
Oneida,
Kas Product,
Pantytec,
Can,
Easy Going,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
DJ Style,
Drive Like Jehu,
Bill Near,
Dave Gahan,
Crispian St. Peters,
Barclay James Harvest,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Frankie Knuckles,
Cameo,
Pole,
The Trojans,
The Alarm Clocks,
Zapp,
Rotary Connection,
Man Parrish,
Vladislav Delay,
Cybotron,
Hot Snakes,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Soul II Soul,
Mo-Dettes,
Neil Young,
Yusef Lateef,
LL Cool J,
Chris & Cosey,
Faraquet,
Basic Channel,
Niagra,
Masters at Work,
JFA,
Rapeman,
CMW,
Lower 48,
Duran Duran,
Colin Newman, Colin Newman, Colin Newman, Colin Newman.
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.