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 Czech Republic and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Cairo.
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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Rod Modell to the electroclash 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 The Skatalites. All the underground hits.
All Public Enemy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Monochrome Set record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 theremin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Von Mondo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Young Rascals,
Arcadia,
Brothers Johnson,
the Slits,
Sonny Sharrock,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Siglo XX,
Glenn Branca,
D'Angelo,
Alison Limerick,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Jeru the Damaja,
Niagra,
Stereo Dub,
Mission of Burma,
Scion,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Unrelated Segments,
Boredoms,
Sam Rivers,
Todd Rundgren,
The Detroit Cobras,
Chris & Cosey,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Lindisfarne,
ABC,
Max Romeo,
R.M.O.,
Aloha Tigers,
Prince Buster,
Howard Jones,
The Misunderstood,
Reuben Wilson,
Bauhaus,
Rufus Thomas,
Marvin Gaye,
David McCallum,
The Buckinghams,
F. McDonald,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Soulsonic Force,
Suburban Knight,
Franke,
Bill Near,
B.T. Express,
Moss Icon,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Black Flag,
Rakim,
Fluxion,
The Searchers,
Negative Approach,
Fad Gadget,
Man Eating Sloth,
Pulsallama,
Black Moon,
Faust,
Magma,
Unwound,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Flesh Eaters,
Radiopuhelimet,
10cc, 10cc, 10cc, 10cc.
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.