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 Tuvalu and from Halifax.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 The Doors to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Radiohead. All the underground hits.
All Marine Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alton Ellis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 synthesizer and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joy Division record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David Bowie,
Radiohead,
Aswad,
Wolf Eyes,
Guru Guru,
Tommy Roe,
10cc,
The Litter,
Scion,
Bad Manners,
Michelle Simonal,
The Barracudas,
Jeff Mills,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Chrome,
Country Joe & The Fish,
David McCallum,
Minor Threat,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Crispy Ambulance,
Skarface,
Das Ding,
Scratch Acid,
Motorama,
The Martian,
These Immortal Souls,
Althea and Donna,
The Knickerbockers,
Parry Music,
Amon Düül II,
Lee Hazlewood,
Dawn Penn,
Model 500,
Camberwell Now,
Deakin,
Johnny Clarke,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Bobby Womack,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Mary Jane Girls,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Chris & Cosey,
The Buckinghams,
Godley & Creme,
U.S. Maple,
Jerry's Kids,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Invisible,
Reuben Wilson,
The Pop Group,
Mo-Dettes,
Wings,
The Associates,
Alice Coltrane,
K-Klass,
T.S.O.L.,
Minny Pops,
Animal Collective,
The Slackers, The Slackers, The Slackers, The Slackers.
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.