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 Honduras and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 arpeggiator 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 Minny Pops to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Josef K. All the underground hits.
All The Selecter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Absolute Body Control record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 an oboe and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eden Ahbez record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Glambeats Corp.,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Godley & Creme,
The Golliwogs,
The Raincoats,
Q65,
Heaven 17,
Toni Rubio,
the Normal,
Stereo Dub,
The Count Five,
Sonny Sharrock,
Minor Threat,
Amon Düül II,
Judy Mowatt,
Brick,
Barbara Tucker,
Sandy B,
Cymande,
The Offenders,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Byron Stingily,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Isaac Hayes,
Q and Not U,
Yusef Lateef,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Busters,
Youth Brigade,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Saints,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Gang of Four,
Charles Mingus,
The Beau Brummels,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Dorothy Ashby,
Bizarre Inc.,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
a-ha,
E-Dancer,
The Zeros,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Fluxion,
Silicon Teens,
Ohio Players,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Stiv Bators,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Laurel Aitken,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Doobie Brothers,
Alison Limerick,
Ken Boothe,
Graham Central Station,
Arab on Radar,
Mantronix,
The Tremeloes,
Grauzone, Grauzone, Grauzone, Grauzone.
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.