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 Equatorial Guinea and from Spokane.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 synthesizer 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 Soul Sonic Force to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Young Marble Giants. All the underground hits.
All The Walker Brothers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Manfred Mann's Earth Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pulsallama record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Mojo Men,
Ornette Coleman,
Morten Harket,
Iggy Pop,
Motorama,
Maleditus Sound,
Ultra Naté,
The Dirtbombs,
Robert Wyatt,
Josef K,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Lindisfarne,
Swell Maps,
Surgeon,
Jerry Gold Smith,
CMW,
Fluxion,
Subhumans,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Cluster,
Thompson Twins,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Black Moon,
Bush Tetras,
Sixth Finger,
Ronan,
Popol Vuh,
Camberwell Now,
Derrick May,
Youth Brigade,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Slick Rick,
Ohio Players,
La Düsseldorf,
Jesper Dahlback,
Sarah Menescal,
The Techniques,
Robert Görl,
DNA,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Matthew Halsall,
Idris Muhammad,
Can,
Sex Pistols,
Gastr Del Sol,
Wire,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Gabor Szabo,
KRS-One,
Circle Jerks,
Schoolly D,
The Tremeloes,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Dark Day,
Soft Machine,
The Victims,
the Human League,
The Selecter,
The Slackers,
Minnie Riperton,
Organ,
New Age Steppers,
The New Christs, The New Christs, The New Christs, The New Christs.
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.