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 Madagascar and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 K-Klass to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Warren Ellis. All the underground hits.
All Kings Of Tomorrow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Monolake record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joensuu 1685 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sun City Girls,
Mission of Burma,
The Moody Blues,
Soulsonic Force,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
UT,
Glenn Branca,
Bobby Womack,
Slave,
Moebius,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Flash Fearless,
Joensuu 1685,
Black Flag,
The Martian,
Mr. Review,
Sex Pistols,
Crispian St. Peters,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Loose Ends,
Gichy Dan,
Throbbing Gristle,
Yusef Lateef,
The Stooges,
Surgeon,
Massinfluence,
the Normal,
The Red Krayola,
John Lydon,
Franke,
Alice Coltrane,
Wally Richardson,
Suburban Knight,
Man Eating Sloth,
Newcleus,
CMW,
R.M.O.,
Sonny Sharrock,
Dave Gahan,
Radio Birdman,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Seeds,
Jerry's Kids,
Roy Ayers,
World's Most,
Zapp,
The Skatalites,
Quando Quango,
The Associates,
Aloha Tigers,
Banda Bassotti,
Crooked Eye,
Sandy B,
Josef K,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Rufus Thomas,
Al Stewart,
Au Pairs,
Barbara Tucker,
The J.B.'s,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.