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 Portugal and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Mumbai.
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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the snare 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 Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Aswad. All the underground hits.
All The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scott Walker + Sunn O))) 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Underground Resistance record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yusef Lateef,
Rites of Spring,
Ultra Naté,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Skriet,
The J.B.'s,
Kas Product,
Nirvana,
Albert Ayler,
Slick Rick,
The Busters,
Minny Pops,
Deadbeat,
Scrapy,
the Germs,
Q and Not U,
Funkadelic,
Roy Ayers,
Soft Machine,
Magazine,
Rotary Connection,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Divine Comedy,
Tomorrow,
Godley & Creme,
Faraquet,
Sexual Harrassment,
Lucky Dragons,
Terry Callier,
Funky Four + One,
Ultimate Spinach,
Gang of Four,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Yellowson,
Sex Pistols,
Gichy Dan,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Gregory Isaacs,
Ultravox,
Anthony Braxton,
The Skatalites,
Schoolly D,
Warren Ellis,
The Gladiators,
Brand Nubian,
Bobby Sherman,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Smoke,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Bobby Womack,
Flash Fearless,
Alphaville,
Ornette Coleman,
Gong,
FM Einheit,
D'Angelo,
Eve St. Jones,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Techniques,
Sällskapet, Sällskapet, Sällskapet, Sällskapet.
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.