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 Bangladesh and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 arpeggiator 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 Deadbeat to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 JFA. All the underground hits.
All Youth Brigade tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marc Almond 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flash Fearless record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Silicon Teens,
Soul Sonic Force,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Nico,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Marvin Gaye,
Circle Jerks,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Mojo Men,
Suicide,
Newcleus,
Marcia Griffiths,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Skatalites,
Camouflage,
Rotary Connection,
Angry Samoans,
Fat Boys,
China Crisis,
Aural Exciters,
Outsiders,
Y Pants,
Brass Construction,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Detroit Cobras,
Roger Hodgson,
Excepter,
Goldenarms,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Pere Ubu,
Television,
Traffic Nightmare,
Lou Reed,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Eric Dolphy,
Danielle Patucci,
CMW,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Boogie Down Productions,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Jeru the Damaja,
In Retrospect,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Los Fastidios,
Schoolly D,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Josef K,
Albert Ayler,
Urselle,
Robert Hood,
Anthony Braxton,
Mantronix,
Public Image Ltd.,
Sonny Sharrock,
Suburban Knight,
Dark Day,
The Monks,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band.
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.