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 Angola and from Manchester.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Kool Moe Dee to the jazz 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 Scott Walker + Sunn O))). All the underground hits.
All Bauhaus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Severed Heads record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wings record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Kinks,
Khruangbin,
Sonic Youth,
Animal Collective,
Don Cherry,
Silicon Teens,
Hoover,
Joe Smooth,
Letta Mbulu,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Real Kids,
Black Flag,
Eli Mardock,
Tim Buckley,
Ten City,
Charles Mingus,
Michelle Simonal,
Minnie Riperton,
Robert Görl,
Young Marble Giants,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Rod Modell,
Suburban Knight,
Faust,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Grass Roots,
Radiopuhelimet,
Underground Resistance,
Stetsasonic,
The Cramps,
Glambeats Corp.,
Dave Gahan,
Slave,
DNA,
Absolute Body Control,
Jesper Dahlback,
Jawbox,
Parry Music,
The Skatalites,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Yusef Lateef,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Girls At Our Best!,
Bluetip,
Oblivians,
D'Angelo,
Anthony Braxton,
Althea and Donna,
DJ Sneak,
The Martian,
Banda Bassotti,
Nico,
Soul Sonic Force,
Kayak,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
It's A Beautiful Day,
the Normal,
Fluxion,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Suicide,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Monochrome Set,
Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions.
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.