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 Korea North and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle 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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 linndrum 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 Sonny Sharrock to the grime 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 Visage. All the underground hits.
All Prince Buster tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gap Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Soft Machine,
Talk Talk,
Dual Sessions,
Radiohead,
Second Layer,
Nils Olav,
The Beau Brummels,
CMW,
Curtis Mayfield,
Gregory Isaacs,
EPMD,
Q and Not U,
Scion,
The Martian,
Erykah Badu,
Subhumans,
ABBA,
Mandrill,
Deadbeat,
The Cramps,
Cymande,
Sexual Harrassment,
Erasure,
Animal Collective,
Fear,
The Tremeloes,
The Star Department,
New Order,
Althea and Donna,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Grauzone,
X-101,
Dead Boys,
Ronan,
Ornette Coleman,
The Neon Judgement,
Laurel Aitken,
Donny Hathaway,
Black Bananas,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Doobie Brothers,
Section 25,
The Raincoats,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Andrew Hill,
Wolf Eyes,
Alice Coltrane,
Glenn Branca,
Severed Heads,
Charles Mingus,
The Selecter,
Minnie Riperton,
Hot Snakes,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Busters,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Blackbyrds,
The Cowsills,
The Slits,
Joensuu 1685,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Standells, The Standells, The Standells, The Standells.
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.