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 Laos and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 Spokane and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the snare 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Bootsy Collins. All the underground hits.
All Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Crispian St. Peters 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kaleidoscope record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Freddie Wadling,
Yusef Lateef,
Technova,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Golliwogs,
Todd Rundgren,
Cecil Taylor,
Yaz,
Funky Four + One,
Lucky Dragons,
The Evens,
Maleditus Sound,
Rites of Spring,
Lou Christie,
Brothers Johnson,
Sarah Menescal,
Gang of Four,
Jacob Miller,
Kool Moe Dee,
Howard Jones,
Pantaleimon,
a-ha,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Girls At Our Best!,
Gong,
The J.B.'s,
Shuggie Otis,
The Flesh Eaters,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Cosmic Jokers,
cv313,
Black Sheep,
Y Pants,
Deakin,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Fuzztones,
The Skatalites,
Mission of Burma,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Q65,
Sight & Sound,
Outsiders,
Stiv Bators,
Barbara Tucker,
Altered Images,
Spoonie Gee,
Harmonia,
Hashim,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Colin Newman,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
John Holt,
Dennis Brown,
Moss Icon,
Little Man,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Banda Bassotti,
Jawbox,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Sonic Youth,
The Neon Judgement,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Easy Going, Easy Going, Easy Going, Easy Going.
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.