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 Ecuador and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 oboe 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 Magma to the grime 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 Los Fastidios. All the underground hits.
All Electric Prunes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every La Düsseldorf record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 a mellotron and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Janne Schatter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camberwell Now,
Malaria!,
Pharoah Sanders,
Matthew Halsall,
Camouflage,
Adolescents,
Cal Tjader,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Man Parrish,
Sight & Sound,
Dual Sessions,
Goldenarms,
Groovy Waters,
The Sound,
Nick Fraelich,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Marmalade,
Lou Reed,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Fire Engines,
Public Enemy,
R.M.O.,
The Dead C,
Gil Scott Heron,
Spoonie Gee,
La Düsseldorf,
Gang Starr,
The Pop Group,
Sound Behaviour,
Jawbox,
The Music Machine,
Reagan Youth,
Babytalk,
The Sonics,
The Blues Magoos,
Qualms,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Mission of Burma,
Black Moon,
The Busters,
Clear Light,
The Birthday Party,
Half Japanese,
The Index,
Crooked Eye,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Real Kids,
Icehouse,
Sällskapet,
Con Funk Shun,
Sun City Girls,
Albert Ayler,
Hoover,
The Divine Comedy,
Yusef Lateef,
The Five Americans,
Peter and Kerry,
Gregory Isaacs,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Tommy Roe,
Sonic Youth,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Crispian St. Peters,
Robert Görl, Robert Görl, Robert Görl, Robert Görl.
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.