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 China and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 The Saints to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Shuggie Otis. All the underground hits.
All Ituana tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter & Gordon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Stooges record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jeff Mills,
Accadde A,
Skriet,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
JFA,
The Golliwogs,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Liliput,
The Slits,
Scion,
The Evens,
Visage,
the Swans,
Eric B and Rakim,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Adolescents,
Morten Harket,
Shuggie Otis,
Piero Umiliani,
Drexciya,
Fear,
Section 25,
Model 500,
Alice Coltrane,
Pet Shop Boys,
Man Eating Sloth,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Yazoo,
The Music Machine,
Monolake,
Junior Murvin,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Excepter,
The Cure,
The Young Rascals,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Rotary Connection,
The Beau Brummels,
Von Mondo,
Jeff Lynne,
Average White Band,
Sonic Youth,
In Retrospect,
Robert Hood,
Harry Pussy,
Grey Daturas,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Sister Nancy,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Residents,
Minor Threat,
Nils Olav,
The Grass Roots,
Hashim,
David Axelrod,
E-Dancer,
Inner City,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Nation of Ulysses,
Faraquet, Faraquet, Faraquet, Faraquet.
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.