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 Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Jawbox to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Rhythim Is Rhythim. All the underground hits.
All Sun Ra Arkestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Vladislav Delay 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Suburban Knight record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soulsonic Force,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Skatalites,
Gastr Del Sol,
Nirvana,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Real Kids,
The Tremeloes,
Sexual Harrassment,
Altered Images,
Bad Manners,
The Litter,
X-102,
Freddie Wadling,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Stereo Dub,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Visage,
Alphaville,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Flash Fearless,
Bill Wells,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Rapeman,
Slave,
Zero Boys,
Excepter,
Groovy Waters,
Janne Schatter,
Depeche Mode,
Vainqueur,
Livin' Joy,
Lyres,
AZ,
Junior Murvin,
The Fuzztones,
Chris Corsano,
OOIOO,
Eric Copeland,
Letta Mbulu,
Minor Threat,
Bobby Byrd,
Byron Stingily,
Skaos,
The Zeros,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Raincoats,
Radiohead,
David McCallum,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Moody Blues,
Nik Kershaw,
Massinfluence,
Funky Four + One,
Absolute Body Control,
Joyce Sims,
Kool Moe Dee,
Swell Maps,
The Busters,
the Fania All-Stars, the Fania All-Stars, the Fania All-Stars, the Fania All-Stars.
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.