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 France and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 marimba 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 The Misunderstood to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Amon Düül II. All the underground hits.
All The Alarm Clocks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Girls At Our Best! 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Justin Hinds & The Dominoes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eden Ahbez,
Albert Ayler,
48th St. Collective,
The Barracudas,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Nils Olav,
Aloha Tigers,
Matthew Halsall,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Heaven 17,
EPMD,
Susan Cadogan,
Blossom Toes,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Invisible,
The Motions,
Oneida,
John Lydon,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Big Daddy Kane,
Roxy Music,
Jerry's Kids,
Royal Trux,
Underground Resistance,
Bill Near,
Monks,
Faraquet,
In Retrospect,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Monks,
Groovy Waters,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Ronnie Foster,
Audionom,
David McCallum,
The Zeros,
Con Funk Shun,
Johnny Osbourne,
New Order,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Kaleidoscope,
The Music Machine,
Barrington Levy,
X-102,
Babytalk,
L. Decosne,
Swans,
Vainqueur,
The Busters,
Joey Negro,
JFA,
Y Pants,
The Mummies,
Eli Mardock,
The Gap Band,
Chris Corsano,
The Flesh Eaters,
Public Image Ltd.,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
H. Thieme, H. Thieme, H. Thieme, H. Thieme.
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.