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 Slovakia and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Mumbai.
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 oboe 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 David Axelrod to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Bronski Beat. All the underground hits.
All The Monks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lebanon Hanover 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Toasters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Crime,
Boredoms,
Robert Görl,
cv313,
The Cramps,
CMW,
Andrew Hill,
Rhythm & Sound,
Interpol,
Monolake,
Ludus,
Dawn Penn,
Gregory Isaacs,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Chris Corsano,
Buzzcocks,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
The Modern Lovers,
The Remains,
Zapp,
Tomorrow,
Reuben Wilson,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Boz Scaggs,
The Smoke,
Main Source,
Mary Jane Girls,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Soul II Soul,
Amazonics,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Darondo,
X-Ray Spex,
Pantaleimon,
Drexciya,
Scion,
Lakeside,
Black Sheep,
The Music Machine,
Section 25,
Lucky Dragons,
Tim Buckley,
One Last Wish,
Josef K,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
OOIOO,
Joe Finger,
Rapeman,
The Moleskins,
The Buckinghams,
Young Marble Giants,
The United States of America,
Accadde A,
Harry Pussy,
The Young Rascals,
Letta Mbulu,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Flash Fearless,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.
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.