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 Vietnam and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the sitar 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 Alton Ellis to the jazz 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 Peter and Kerry. All the underground hits.
All Pylon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Country Joe & The Fish 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kevin Saunderson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rufus Thomas,
Davy DMX,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Soft Cell,
Qualms,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Stereo Dub,
Gregory Isaacs,
Black Flag,
Wolf Eyes,
Franke,
T.S.O.L.,
Unrelated Segments,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Minny Pops,
Cluster,
Nirvana,
Black Sheep,
Ice-T,
Mission of Burma,
Eric B and Rakim,
Rhythm & Sound,
Alton Ellis,
a-ha,
Camouflage,
The Star Department,
Joey Negro,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
John Lydon,
Howard Jones,
Mars,
The Gun Club,
The Raincoats,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Jeff Mills,
Albert Ayler,
Gerry Rafferty,
Darondo,
Johnny Clarke,
The Doobie Brothers,
Mark Hollis,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Gang Gang Dance,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Skaos,
L. Decosne,
R.M.O.,
Curtis Mayfield,
Eddi Front,
Kaleidoscope,
The Litter,
Wally Richardson,
the Germs,
Angry Samoans,
Marine Girls,
Cameo,
Tres Demented,
Nation of Ulysses,
Desert Stars,
The Invisible, The Invisible, The Invisible, The Invisible.
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.