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 Haiti and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Slick Rick to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Rosa Yemen. All the underground hits.
All Ronan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joe Smooth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Crispy Ambulance record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter & Gordon,
David McCallum,
Stockholm Monsters,
Albert Ayler,
Au Pairs,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Arab on Radar,
Man Eating Sloth,
Junior Murvin,
Janne Schatter,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Alton Ellis,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Faraquet,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Toasters,
Interpol,
The Star Department,
UT,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Lakeside,
U.S. Maple,
Groovy Waters,
Mo-Dettes,
Don Cherry,
Scratch Acid,
The Moleskins,
Godley & Creme,
Bootsy Collins,
Glambeats Corp.,
Sister Nancy,
Skaos,
The New Christs,
Pulsallama,
Ken Boothe,
Easy Going,
Cheater Slicks,
Japan,
the Bar-Kays,
Public Image Ltd.,
Rakim,
Bronski Beat,
Babytalk,
Nico,
Warren Ellis,
Eddi Front,
Basic Channel,
Arcadia,
Dave Gahan,
The Offenders,
The Zeros,
The Busters,
Letta Mbulu,
Cluster,
Fatback Band,
Fear,
Ronan,
The Gap Band,
The Monochrome Set,
Schoolly D,
The Wake,
The Techniques, The Techniques, The Techniques, The Techniques.
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.