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 Somalia and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 Toronto and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Gabor Szabo to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Blake Baxter. All the underground hits.
All Jeff Mills tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sly & The Family Stone 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sound Behaviour record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neu!,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Max Romeo,
Marmalade,
Essential Logic,
Cluster,
The Monks,
Joensuu 1685,
Sexual Harrassment,
Hashim,
The Tremeloes,
Freddie Wadling,
Arcadia,
the Sonics,
Rufus Thomas,
MC5,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Pole,
Darondo,
Tears for Fears,
John Lydon,
X-Ray Spex,
The Star Department,
Soul Sonic Force,
Yazoo,
Subhumans,
The Slits,
The Gun Club,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Reagan Youth,
Big Daddy Kane,
Cal Tjader,
Parry Music,
Tommy Roe,
Quadrant,
Fluxion,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Reuben Wilson,
Ultimate Spinach,
Infiniti,
Minnie Riperton,
Charles Mingus,
Section 25,
The Busters,
Marvin Gaye,
Godley & Creme,
Eric Copeland,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Michelle Simonal,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Massinfluence,
Fat Boys,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Circle Jerks,
Ronan,
The Wake,
Monolake,
Kool Moe Dee,
Marcia Griffiths,
Joe Finger,
The Toasters,
Gang Gang Dance, Gang Gang Dance, Gang Gang Dance, Gang Gang Dance.
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.