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 Nauru and from Accra.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Michelle Simonal to the punk 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 ABBA. All the underground hits.
All Main Source tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Reuben Wilson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cramps 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?
Soul Sonic Force,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Monks,
Gerry Rafferty,
the Swans,
Donny Hathaway,
Bobby Womack,
KRS-One,
The Kinks,
Rapeman,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Skriet,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Hardrive,
Alice Coltrane,
Carl Craig,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Dark Day,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Simply Red,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
John Lydon,
Arcadia,
Average White Band,
Kool Moe Dee,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Eve St. Jones,
10cc,
Los Fastidios,
8 Eyed Spy,
Wolf Eyes,
Pussy Galore,
Bootsy Collins,
Supertramp,
David McCallum,
EPMD,
Moebius,
Saccharine Trust,
Alphaville,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Rosa Yemen,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Pretty Things,
Au Pairs,
Trumans Water,
Alton Ellis,
Nick Fraelich,
The Residents,
A Certain Ratio,
Prince Buster,
Flamin' Groovies,
Charles Mingus,
Danielle Patucci,
The Selecter,
John Holt,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Yazoo,
The Busters,
Cabaret Voltaire,
China Crisis,
The Dave Clark Five,
It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day.
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.