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 Spain and from Seoul.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 T.S.O.L. to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel. All the underground hits.
All Massinfluence tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobby Sherman record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Procol Harum record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kurtis Blow,
The Alarm Clocks,
Underground Resistance,
Terry Callier,
Delon & Dalcan,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Brick,
Blossom Toes,
Andrew Hill,
Quadrant,
Babytalk,
X-101,
Radiopuhelimet,
Easy Going,
The United States of America,
Terrestrial Tones,
Gang Green,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Walker Brothers,
Jerry's Kids,
Sex Pistols,
Bad Manners,
Dawn Penn,
Jeru the Damaja,
Youth Brigade,
The Evens,
The Misunderstood,
New Age Steppers,
The Slits,
The Star Department,
The Litter,
Derrick Morgan,
Agitation Free,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Skaos,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
David McCallum,
Zero Boys,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Boz Scaggs,
Minor Threat,
Jeff Lynne,
Arcadia,
The Neon Judgement,
The Tremeloes,
The Count Five,
Sister Nancy,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Marmalade,
Scrapy,
Brass Construction,
Public Enemy,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Half Japanese,
Fluxion,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Dual Sessions,
Letta Mbulu,
Jandek,
Minny Pops,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Joe Finger, Joe Finger, Joe Finger, Joe Finger.
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.