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 Brunei and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 mellotron 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 Alton Ellis to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 X-101. All the underground hits.
All Laurel Aitken tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Harmonia 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Barracudas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ossler,
The Blues Magoos,
Soul II Soul,
The Young Rascals,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Underground Resistance,
Nico,
a-ha,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Derrick May,
Ultra Naté,
Pulsallama,
Radio Birdman,
Gregory Isaacs,
Erykah Badu,
Second Layer,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Leonard Cohen,
The Real Kids,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Pantytec,
Royal Trux,
Radiopuhelimet,
Simply Red,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Idris Muhammad,
Mo-Dettes,
Brick,
CMW,
Soulsonic Force,
Angry Samoans,
Neu!,
Matthew Bourne,
Fad Gadget,
Audionom,
Essential Logic,
Patti Smith,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Infiniti,
DJ Sneak,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Minny Pops,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Harmonia,
Quantec,
the Slits,
Mary Jane Girls,
Moebius,
The Monks,
Liliput,
Khruangbin,
Roxette,
John Cale,
Television,
Black Flag,
Basic Channel,
Nas,
Rekid,
Youth Brigade,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Smiths,
Bronski Beat,
Whodini, Whodini, Whodini, Whodini.
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.