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 Thailand and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 Nile Rodgers 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 Al Stewart to the techno 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 Oneida. All the underground hits.
All Rites of Spring tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ajijia Myrayebe record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 harpsichord and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Stetsasonic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ten City,
the Association,
Graham Central Station,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Terry Callier,
Theoretical Girls,
Ultra Naté,
Mantronix,
Animal Collective,
Simply Red,
Isaac Hayes,
The Monks,
The Moleskins,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Faraquet,
Al Stewart,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Accadde A,
Deepchord,
Amon Düül II,
Todd Terry,
Ituana,
Pole,
Kevin Saunderson,
Fela Kuti,
The Kinks,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Heaven 17,
Excepter,
Jawbox,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Barracudas,
Cluster,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Deakin,
Rufus Thomas,
June of 44,
Bizarre Inc.,
Outsiders,
Cheater Slicks,
Prince Buster,
Grauzone,
Tropical Tobacco,
Marvin Gaye,
Duran Duran,
Bluetip,
The Wake,
Eve St. Jones,
Infiniti,
Pulsallama,
Girls At Our Best!,
Lightning Bolt,
Bobby Byrd,
Mo-Dettes,
Panda Bear,
Kerri Chandler,
Symarip,
Bill Near,
Bob Dylan,
Black Bananas,
The Motions,
The Red Krayola,
Albert Ayler, Albert Ayler, Albert Ayler, Albert Ayler.
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.