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 Dominican Republic and from Halifax.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Matthew Halsall to the punk 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 The Moody Blues. All the underground hits.
All Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camouflage record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yusef Lateef,
Grauzone,
Tim Buckley,
D'Angelo,
EPMD,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Roger Hodgson,
Lightning Bolt,
Pere Ubu,
Clear Light,
Goldenarms,
Big Daddy Kane,
Barry Ungar,
Sam Rivers,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Yaz,
Newcleus,
Warren Ellis,
Ice-T,
The Birthday Party,
Matthew Bourne,
Curtis Mayfield,
Mandrill,
the Slits,
John Coltrane,
Model 500,
Essential Logic,
Johnny Clarke,
Stetsasonic,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
the Soft Cell,
Lindisfarne,
Basic Channel,
The American Breed,
Crispy Ambulance,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Dark Day,
The Remains,
The Offenders,
The Evens,
The Cure,
Eden Ahbez,
The Fugs,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
John Holt,
Isaac Hayes,
Parry Music,
Lyres,
Slave,
Brass Construction,
The Vogues,
Minny Pops,
Davy DMX,
Franke,
Fatback Band,
Lalo Schifrin,
Section 25,
Fat Boys,
Erasure,
Sonic Youth,
X-101,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Modern Lovers, The Modern Lovers, The Modern Lovers, The Modern Lovers.
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.