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 Netherlands and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Schoolly D to the rock 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 Grandmaster Flash. All the underground hits.
All Ornette Coleman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marine Girls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Richard Hell and the Voidoids record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Byron Stingily,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Saccharine Trust,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Archie Shepp,
The Sound,
Dennis Brown,
Amon Düül II,
Delta 5,
Nas,
Roger Hodgson,
Fatback Band,
Ornette Coleman,
The Associates,
Newcleus,
Das Ding,
Derrick May,
ABBA,
Pulsallama,
The Count Five,
Country Joe & The Fish,
K-Klass,
Main Source,
Massinfluence,
Wally Richardson,
Pet Shop Boys,
Ronan,
Blake Baxter,
Jerry's Kids,
Drive Like Jehu,
cv313,
Grandmaster Flash,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Flesh Eaters,
World's Most,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Eurythmics,
Excepter,
Tomorrow,
Blossom Toes,
Unwound,
Kool Moe Dee,
the Association,
Yaz,
the Fania All-Stars,
Model 500,
Soft Machine,
DJ Style,
Rod Modell,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Alison Limerick,
Joy Division,
Stetsasonic,
Hasil Adkins,
Thee Headcoats,
Flipper,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Interpol,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Index,
Tears for Fears,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud.
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.