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 Ireland 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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Second Layer to the punk 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 The Happenings. All the underground hits.
All James Chance & The Contortions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Danielle Patucci 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Evens record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
48th St. Collective,
Buzzcocks,
Brothers Johnson,
Darondo,
One Last Wish,
Junior Murvin,
New Age Steppers,
This Heat,
Nico,
The Trojans,
The Wake,
Lou Christie,
Radiohead,
T. Rex,
Tres Demented,
Jacob Miller,
Blake Baxter,
The Kinks,
Eden Ahbez,
Robert Wyatt,
Skarface,
Soul II Soul,
Y Pants,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Crash Course in Science,
EPMD,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Flesh Eaters,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Blues Magoos,
Circle Jerks,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Lower 48,
Ohio Players,
Peter & Gordon,
Pantaleimon,
Matthew Bourne,
Janne Schatter,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Fela Kuti,
The Residents,
Sound Behaviour,
Clear Light,
Scott Walker,
Can,
Hardrive,
Reagan Youth,
Dorothy Ashby,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Gladiators,
ABC,
Jandek,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Mo-Dettes,
Erasure,
The Shadows of Knight,
Skriet,
Deepchord,
Masters at Work,
Agitation Free,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Minor Threat,
Bootsy Collins, Bootsy Collins, Bootsy Collins, Bootsy Collins.
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.