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 Netherlands and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 linndrum 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 Crash Course in Science to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Patti Smith. All the underground hits.
All Sarah Menescal tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minor Threat 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Max Romeo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Association,
The Invisible,
KRS-One,
E-Dancer,
The Stooges,
Rapeman,
Kevin Saunderson,
Lalo Schifrin,
Stiv Bators,
Nation of Ulysses,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Moody Blues,
Spoonie Gee,
Toni Rubio,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Desert Stars,
Altered Images,
Tim Buckley,
China Crisis,
the Human League,
Faust,
Excepter,
the Sonics,
Clear Light,
Sound Behaviour,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Sugar Minott,
Loose Ends,
Kurtis Blow,
Gang Green,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Patti Smith,
The J.B.'s,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Surgeon,
Jeff Mills,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Aswad,
Lyres,
New Age Steppers,
Rotary Connection,
Brass Construction,
The Music Machine,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Motorama,
Rosa Yemen,
Chrome,
Al Stewart,
Icehouse,
Guru Guru,
Junior Murvin,
Piero Umiliani,
Letta Mbulu,
Barclay James Harvest,
Inner City,
Chris & Cosey,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
It's A Beautiful Day,
H. Thieme,
Brick,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments.
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.