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 Croatia and from Calgary.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Taipei.
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 spring reverb 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 Flash Fearless to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Talk Talk. All the underground hits.
All Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Index record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delon & Dalcan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marvin Gaye,
a-ha,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Duran Duran,
Fugazi,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Parry Music,
Spandau Ballet,
Infiniti,
The New Christs,
The Moleskins,
KRS-One,
Rosa Yemen,
The Happenings,
Gil Scott Heron,
Vainqueur,
Zero Boys,
Graham Central Station,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Jandek,
Sonny Sharrock,
Todd Terry,
Japan,
The Motions,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Evens,
Ultimate Spinach,
Hoover,
Suicide,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Erykah Badu,
Desert Stars,
Pylon,
Skriet,
Alton Ellis,
The Fuzztones,
cv313,
Curtis Mayfield,
Eric Dolphy,
Adolescents,
The Wake,
Nas,
Carl Craig,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Marine Girls,
Donny Hathaway,
Ultra Naté,
David Bowie,
Fluxion,
Das Ding,
The Birthday Party,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
John Cale,
Dave Gahan,
Pantaleimon,
Black Bananas,
Section 25, Section 25, Section 25, Section 25.
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.