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 Japan and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Yazoo to the crunk 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 the Slits. All the underground hits.
All James Chance & The Contortions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Loose Ends 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Human League record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
JFA,
Prince Buster,
Ronnie Foster,
Colin Newman,
Roy Ayers,
The Moleskins,
Judy Mowatt,
Ten City,
Robert Görl,
the Germs,
Animal Collective,
Barbara Tucker,
Fear,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Fall,
Bauhaus,
Blake Baxter,
Avey Tare,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Aloha Tigers,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Vogues,
The Divine Comedy,
The Skatalites,
Barrington Levy,
Flipper,
Sparks,
Visage,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Soft Machine,
The Trojans,
Chrome,
Tears for Fears,
Sonic Youth,
Joyce Sims,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Standells,
Funkadelic,
Joey Negro,
Kas Product,
Eric B and Rakim,
Franke,
Arthur Verocai,
Glambeats Corp.,
Das Ding,
Alphaville,
Bobby Byrd,
Absolute Body Control,
Masters at Work,
Accadde A,
Eve St. Jones,
Lou Reed,
EPMD,
Girls At Our Best!,
Chris Corsano,
Y Pants,
The Modern Lovers,
Robert Hood,
The Gap Band,
Kerri Chandler,
The Birthday Party,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth.
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.