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 Cuba and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 marimba 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 Smog to the rock 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 Archie Shepp. All the underground hits.
All Graham Central Station tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Flag record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 spring reverb and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Guru Guru record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Severed Heads,
Barry Ungar,
Peter & Gordon,
Camouflage,
Crime,
Sun City Girls,
The Offenders,
Fatback Band,
Warsaw,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Walker Brothers,
Yusef Lateef,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Carl Craig,
The Divine Comedy,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Move,
Public Enemy,
The Residents,
PIL,
Oneida,
Jeff Mills,
Adolescents,
Delon & Dalcan,
Marshall Jefferson,
Gang Starr,
The Grass Roots,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Visage,
Aloha Tigers,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Motorama,
Ludus,
Minnie Riperton,
a-ha,
Alice Coltrane,
the Sonics,
The New Christs,
Symarip,
MDC,
The Moody Blues,
The Blues Magoos,
Bush Tetras,
Ralphi Rosario,
Minny Pops,
the Swans,
Fela Kuti,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Con Funk Shun,
Gang Green,
Negative Approach,
Skriet,
Soul II Soul,
Monolake,
Amon Düül,
Easy Going,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
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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.