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 Gabon and from Lagos.
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 Seoul and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Mad Mike to the funk 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 Blues Magoos. All the underground hits.
All Little Man tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eric B and Rakim record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 linndrum and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Maleditus Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scion,
Lightning Bolt,
Archie Shepp,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Mo-Dettes,
Derrick Morgan,
Second Layer,
The Moleskins,
The Electric Prunes,
Basic Channel,
Youth Brigade,
Camouflage,
The Black Dice,
Ronan,
Moss Icon,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Ossler,
Ludus,
The Saints,
Harmonia,
Jeru the Damaja,
Khruangbin,
Gang Gang Dance,
Albert Ayler,
Country Joe & The Fish,
A Certain Ratio,
Brand Nubian,
The Kinks,
The Happenings,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Public Image Ltd.,
Y Pants,
Cybotron,
Glenn Branca,
Leonard Cohen,
X-Ray Spex,
ABBA,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Sonic Youth,
Sam Rivers,
Marine Girls,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Cameo,
Hoover,
X-102,
The Blackbyrds,
Roxy Music,
This Heat,
Japan,
The J.B.'s,
the Association,
Rotary Connection,
Avey Tare,
Rod Modell,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Heaven 17,
Eric B and Rakim,
Ice-T,
Max Romeo,
Peter and Kerry,
David Axelrod,
Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron.
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.