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 Malaysia and from Accra.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the güiro 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 FM Einheit to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Swans. All the underground hits.
All Letta Mbulu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Dirtbombs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New Age Steppers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Glenn Branca,
Scion,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Arcadia,
Big Daddy Kane,
Aswad,
Eric Dolphy,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Kurtis Blow,
The Young Rascals,
Tom Boy,
Faraquet,
Black Pus,
K-Klass,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Organ,
Iggy Pop,
Agitation Free,
Scrapy,
Unrelated Segments,
Dave Gahan,
Darondo,
These Immortal Souls,
Tubeway Army,
Kerrie Biddell,
Bootsy Collins,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Motions,
New York Dolls,
Alphaville,
Slave,
Aural Exciters,
Moebius,
Blossom Toes,
Ralphi Rosario,
Surgeon,
Pet Shop Boys,
Reuben Wilson,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Dennis Brown,
Barclay James Harvest,
Hasil Adkins,
Gong,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Standells,
Harry Pussy,
Funkadelic,
The Doors,
Magma,
Saccharine Trust,
T. Rex,
Royal Trux,
John Foxx,
Eve St. Jones,
Kevin Saunderson,
Television,
Sonic Youth,
Cybotron,
MC5,
Rosa Yemen, Rosa Yemen, Rosa Yemen, Rosa Yemen.
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.