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 Argentina and from Manila.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and New York.
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 güiro 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 DeepChord presents Echospace to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Ultramagnetic MC's. All the underground hits.
All Erykah Badu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jerry's Kids record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soul Sonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Boogie Down Productions,
Brick,
Delon & Dalcan,
Camouflage,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Youth Brigade,
Derrick Morgan,
Joyce Sims,
Sixth Finger,
Accadde A,
Idris Muhammad,
Index,
Jacques Brel,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Flamin' Groovies,
Josef K,
Ultimate Spinach,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Deadbeat,
Average White Band,
Maurizio,
One Last Wish,
Spandau Ballet,
Tim Buckley,
Erasure,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Alton Ellis,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Joensuu 1685,
Gabor Szabo,
Marcia Griffiths,
Harry Pussy,
Monolake,
Gang Starr,
Sun Ra,
Radio Birdman,
Blossom Toes,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Simply Red,
The Gladiators,
Marc Almond,
Aaron Thompson,
Neu!,
Skarface,
La Düsseldorf,
The American Breed,
Duran Duran,
Soul II Soul,
Sonic Youth,
The Wake,
F. McDonald,
kango's stein massive,
Ralphi Rosario,
Colin Newman,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Sight & Sound,
Jerry's Kids,
These Immortal Souls,
David Bowie,
Sister Nancy, Sister Nancy, Sister Nancy, Sister Nancy.
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.