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 Belgium and from Manila.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Gang of Four to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Black Sheep. All the underground hits.
All Qualms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camouflage record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sonny Sharrock record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Associates,
Con Funk Shun,
Youth Brigade,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Infiniti,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
ABBA,
The Sound,
Adolescents,
John Foxx,
James White and The Blacks,
The Shadows of Knight,
Fat Boys,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Soul Sonic Force,
Minny Pops,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Cal Tjader,
The Pop Group,
Au Pairs,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Parry Music,
In Retrospect,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Glambeats Corp.,
Organ,
Sällskapet,
Hot Snakes,
Lou Reed,
Lindisfarne,
Icehouse,
Newcleus,
The Music Machine,
Supertramp,
Soul II Soul,
The Stooges,
The Vogues,
Motorama,
These Immortal Souls,
Minnie Riperton,
Minutemen,
Archie Shepp,
Scion,
EPMD,
Black Bananas,
Crooked Eye,
The Human League,
Vladislav Delay,
June of 44,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Spoonie Gee,
Max Romeo,
Oneida,
Arab on Radar,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Gichy Dan,
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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.