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 Estonia and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Mumbai.
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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Sparks to the jazz 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 Bush Tetras. All the underground hits.
All The Moleskins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rekid 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Godley & Creme record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Metal Thangz,
The Kinks,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Fugazi,
Black Sheep,
Tom Boy,
Mr. Review,
Masters at Work,
Arab on Radar,
Vainqueur,
Mary Jane Girls,
Minutemen,
Godley & Creme,
Anthony Braxton,
Prince Buster,
Kool Moe Dee,
Flash Fearless,
Q65,
Simply Red,
Youth Brigade,
Scan 7,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Brothers Johnson,
Dennis Brown,
Cybotron,
Jandek,
Porter Ricks,
The Modern Lovers,
Chrome,
Pole,
Eric B and Rakim,
Warren Ellis,
Altered Images,
Make Up,
The Names,
Yellowson,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The J.B.'s,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Aloha Tigers,
the Germs,
Quantec,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Echospace,
the Sonics,
The Knickerbockers,
Jeff Lynne,
Gang Green,
The Toasters,
Scrapy,
The Dead C,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Los Fastidios,
Groovy Waters,
Bush Tetras,
The Martian,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Offenders,
Outsiders, Outsiders, Outsiders, Outsiders.
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.