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 Portugal and from Portland.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Toronto.
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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Invisible to the techno 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 Jandek. All the underground hits.
All Jimmy McGriff tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 rhodes and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Neu! record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Reagan Youth,
Minny Pops,
Sun Ra,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Sandy B,
PIL,
Flamin' Groovies,
Kevin Saunderson,
Cal Tjader,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Names,
U.S. Maple,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Blues Magoos,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Modern Lovers,
Roger Hodgson,
Franke,
Sällskapet,
Black Bananas,
Bush Tetras,
Adolescents,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Blake Baxter,
The Raincoats,
Brick,
48th St. Collective,
Slave,
Dawn Penn,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
DJ Sneak,
R.M.O.,
The Searchers,
June of 44,
Pulsallama,
Charles Mingus,
Fear,
The Moody Blues,
The Alarm Clocks,
Glenn Branca,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Swell Maps,
KRS-One,
In Retrospect,
Unwound,
Harry Pussy,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Con Funk Shun,
Black Pus,
Aswad,
ABBA,
the Swans,
Donald Byrd,
Scott Walker,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Simply Red,
Barry Ungar,
Dual Sessions,
Marine Girls,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Zapp,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Hardrive, Hardrive, Hardrive, Hardrive.
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.