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 Russia and from Houston.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Hoover to the grunge 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 Mad Mike. All the underground hits.
All The Men They Couldn't Hang tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Spoonie Gee record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fortunes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kas Product,
Aloha Tigers,
AZ,
T. Rex,
Fluxion,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Johnny Osbourne,
Mark Hollis,
F. McDonald,
Loose Ends,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Barclay James Harvest,
Khruangbin,
Donny Hathaway,
The Fortunes,
Urselle,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Technova,
Eli Mardock,
Dawn Penn,
Scan 7,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Five Americans,
The Electric Prunes,
Stetsasonic,
Crooked Eye,
Pharoah Sanders,
Easy Going,
Eric B and Rakim,
Anthony Braxton,
Mr. Review,
Gregory Isaacs,
Black Flag,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Basic Channel,
Desert Stars,
Michelle Simonal,
Lakeside,
Ken Boothe,
Juan Atkins,
Erykah Badu,
Sun Ra,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Camberwell Now,
Man Parrish,
Roxette,
Icehouse,
the Sonics,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Symarip,
Faraquet,
Barry Ungar,
The Red Krayola,
The Sonics,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Groovy Waters,
Albert Ayler,
Quantec,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Pretty Things,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Motions, The Motions, The Motions, The Motions.
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.