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 Uganda and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 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 Brothers Johnson to the rap kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Jacob Miller. All the underground hits.
All Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eurythmics 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grandmaster Flash record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Main Source,
Roxette,
Scion,
Patti Smith,
Symarip,
Big Daddy Kane,
Jacob Miller,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Joensuu 1685,
Swans,
The Music Machine,
Faust,
Peter & Gordon,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Basic Channel,
Dawn Penn,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Wolf Eyes,
Parry Music,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Slackers,
Frankie Knuckles,
Sixth Finger,
Television Personalities,
The Residents,
Skaos,
Blake Baxter,
The Modern Lovers,
Eden Ahbez,
MC5,
Gerry Rafferty,
Icehouse,
Intrusion,
Alison Limerick,
Zapp,
Freddie Wadling,
Joe Finger,
Aaron Thompson,
Derrick May,
Deepchord,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Index,
Black Bananas,
Todd Terry,
A Certain Ratio,
Nils Olav,
The Detroit Cobras,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
OOIOO,
The Birthday Party,
The Knickerbockers,
Erasure,
Q and Not U,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Grass Roots,
Marine Girls,
Groovy Waters,
A Flock of Seagulls, A Flock of Seagulls, A Flock of Seagulls, A Flock of Seagulls.
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.