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 Madagascar and from Bologna.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Black Dice 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 The Selecter. All the underground hits.
All Desert Stars tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tubeway Army 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 snare and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Rapeman,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Barrington Levy,
Urselle,
Qualms,
Royal Trux,
Soul II Soul,
Tres Demented,
Gerry Rafferty,
Average White Band,
Ohio Players,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Animal Collective,
Alton Ellis,
Arab on Radar,
Trumans Water,
James White and The Blacks,
kango's stein massive,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Slick Rick,
Ice-T,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Zeros,
Scan 7,
Stetsasonic,
cv313,
The Motions,
The Young Rascals,
Talk Talk,
Flipper,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Alarm Clocks,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Joey Negro,
Faust,
The Litter,
Derrick Morgan,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Black Bananas,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Skriet,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Spoonie Gee,
Girls At Our Best!,
E-Dancer,
Chris Corsano,
Brand Nubian,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
This Heat,
The Slackers,
Fatback Band,
The Neon Judgement,
Anthony Braxton,
Q and Not U,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Essential Logic,
Aswad,
Lungfish, Lungfish, Lungfish, Lungfish.
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.