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 Marshall Islands and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Glasgow.
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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Essential Logic to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Metal Thangz. All the underground hits.
All Stetsasonic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every X-Ray Spex record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 theremin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jimmy McGriff record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soul II Soul,
Lindisfarne,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Joe Finger,
The Barracudas,
Quadrant,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Excepter,
Jandek,
Leonard Cohen,
Albert Ayler,
Inner City,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Accadde A,
Suicide,
Brick,
Surgeon,
Bill Wells,
Soulsonic Force,
Bobby Womack,
Khruangbin,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Joy Division,
Idris Muhammad,
Lou Reed,
Dennis Brown,
Vladislav Delay,
Whodini,
Pole,
Pylon,
These Immortal Souls,
Black Moon,
Swell Maps,
Lungfish,
Black Pus,
DJ Sneak,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Dead C,
Soul Sonic Force,
Peter and Kerry,
The Electric Prunes,
Theoretical Girls,
Arcadia,
LL Cool J,
Sällskapet,
Derrick Morgan,
Lakeside,
The Walker Brothers,
the Bar-Kays,
Nas,
Cluster,
Slave,
Mandrill,
The Raincoats,
Roxy Music,
Donny Hathaway,
Y Pants,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Pere Ubu,
the Normal,
The Grass Roots,
Flipper,
Gang Green, Gang Green, Gang Green, Gang Green.
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.