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 Morocco and from Tehran.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic to the jazz 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 Alarm Clocks. All the underground hits.
All Agent Orange tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lee Hazlewood record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 a synthesizer and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Model 500 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Freddie Wadling,
Rhythm & Sound,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Little Man,
Swell Maps,
Gastr Del Sol,
Anthony Braxton,
Television,
World's Most,
Easy Going,
Johnny Osbourne,
Bill Near,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
These Immortal Souls,
UT,
The Gories,
Quantec,
Soft Cell,
Susan Cadogan,
Harmonia,
The Dirtbombs,
48th St. Collective,
The Doobie Brothers,
Whodini,
The Evens,
The Motions,
Deadbeat,
Thompson Twins,
June of 44,
The Cure,
Arthur Verocai,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Modern Lovers,
The Slits,
The Grass Roots,
Graham Central Station,
Depeche Mode,
Radiohead,
The Fuzztones,
Man Parrish,
Simply Red,
Slave,
Slick Rick,
The Red Krayola,
The Buckinghams,
Curtis Mayfield,
Magma,
Siglo XX,
PIL,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Chris Corsano,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
DJ Style,
Alice Coltrane,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Doors,
The Trojans,
Kenny Larkin,
Monolake,
the Association, the Association, the Association, the Association.
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.