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 Slovenia and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 chamberlin 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 The Tremeloes to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Junior Murvin. All the underground hits.
All Matthew Bourne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Residents record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 sitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roger Hodgson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Brass Construction,
Eric B and Rakim,
Fluxion,
Sällskapet,
Sixth Finger,
Anthony Braxton,
Yazoo,
Sarah Menescal,
Unrelated Segments,
The Mojo Men,
the Slits,
CMW,
The Toasters,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Joyce Sims,
Charles Mingus,
Man Eating Sloth,
Derrick May,
Freddie Wadling,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Litter,
Negative Approach,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Ossler,
Tom Boy,
Mr. Review,
Mo-Dettes,
Godley & Creme,
Young Marble Giants,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Skatalites,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Bizarre Inc.,
Danielle Patucci,
Chris Corsano,
The Blues Magoos,
Television,
Nation of Ulysses,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Jerry's Kids,
Howard Jones,
Subhumans,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Rufus Thomas,
Smog,
The Vogues,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Max Romeo,
The Fall,
Black Bananas,
Mission of Burma,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
a-ha,
Deepchord,
MC5,
A Certain Ratio,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Goldenarms,
Cecil Taylor,
The Moleskins,
The Dead C,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Mummies, The Mummies, The Mummies, The Mummies.
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.