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 Germany and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the sitar 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 Lou Reed to the rock 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 Roy Ayers. All the underground hits.
All Fad Gadget tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every It's A Beautiful Day record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tommy Roe record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Chrome,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Colin Newman,
Robert Hood,
The Evens,
Parry Music,
The Happenings,
Fela Kuti,
Pulsallama,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
John Cale,
Black Sheep,
Isaac Hayes,
the Sonics,
Gichy Dan,
The New Christs,
Fad Gadget,
Public Enemy,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Rekid,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Porter Ricks,
Spoonie Gee,
Japan,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Bluetip,
Glambeats Corp.,
Grandmaster Flash,
Lalo Schifrin,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Suburban Knight,
Pantytec,
Sun Ra,
The Count Five,
The Doors,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Audionom,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Eric Dolphy,
Animal Collective,
R.M.O.,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
E-Dancer,
The Wake,
The Slits,
Blake Baxter,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Fluxion,
OOIOO,
Nirvana,
The Fortunes,
Hashim,
Accadde A,
Infiniti,
Chris Corsano,
Stetsasonic,
Banda Bassotti,
The Selecter,
The Fuzztones,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks, Teenage Jesus and the Jerks, Teenage Jesus and the Jerks, Teenage Jesus and the Jerks.
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.