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 Belize and from Houston.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Swell Maps to the jazz 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 Nico. All the underground hits.
All Little Man tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Doobie Brothers 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Velvet Underground record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barbara Tucker,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Brand Nubian,
Young Marble Giants,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Knickerbockers,
The J.B.'s,
Echospace,
Can,
Peter & Gordon,
Index,
Lyres,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Tim Buckley,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Pet Shop Boys,
Henry Cow,
Con Funk Shun,
OOIOO,
The Moleskins,
Circle Jerks,
Maurizio,
This Heat,
Lalo Schifrin,
Au Pairs,
The Gap Band,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
LL Cool J,
Scrapy,
Mission of Burma,
The Electric Prunes,
Y Pants,
The Leaves,
Monks,
The Cure,
Avey Tare,
Yusef Lateef,
Danielle Patucci,
Excepter,
Brothers Johnson,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Hoover,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Agent Orange,
The American Breed,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Black Flag,
The Last Poets,
Agitation Free,
Youth Brigade,
The Wake,
Max Romeo,
Eden Ahbez,
Tomorrow,
Unwound,
Model 500,
Cecil Taylor,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Lungfish,
Hashim,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine.
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.