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 El Salvador and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 Pharoah Sanders to the electroclash 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 Rakim. All the underground hits.
All John Holt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every June Days 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Slick Rick record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Scion,
Absolute Body Control,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Nas,
Jeru the Damaja,
This Heat,
OOIOO,
The Victims,
Morten Harket,
Parry Music,
Simply Red,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Slave,
Section 25,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Los Fastidios,
Eric Copeland,
Cal Tjader,
Basic Channel,
Eden Ahbez,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Matthew Halsall,
Scan 7,
U.S. Maple,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Ultravox,
Gabor Szabo,
L. Decosne,
MDC,
Terry Callier,
David McCallum,
Negative Approach,
Aloha Tigers,
The Divine Comedy,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
JFA,
The Music Machine,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Kerrie Biddell,
Sound Behaviour,
Johnny Osbourne,
Gang of Four,
Black Sheep,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Public Image Ltd.,
Michelle Simonal,
Boredoms,
Suburban Knight,
Yaz,
Kenny Larkin,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Monks,
The Residents,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Selecter,
Joe Finger,
Jesper Dahlback,
Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees.
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.