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 Trinidad & Tobago and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in 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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the guitar 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 Motions to the funk 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 Black Sheep. All the underground hits.
All The Sonics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every cv313 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Unrelated Segments record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rufus Thomas,
Dennis Brown,
Siglo XX,
Laurel Aitken,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Robert Hood,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Byron Stingily,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Funky Four + One,
Bobby Womack,
ABC,
Cal Tjader,
Bang On A Can,
Eurythmics,
Jeru the Damaja,
Smog,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
One Last Wish,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Tom Boy,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Man Parrish,
The J.B.'s,
Hashim,
Pet Shop Boys,
T. Rex,
the Swans,
Gichy Dan,
The Saints,
Donald Byrd,
Saccharine Trust,
The Pop Group,
The Stooges,
Newcleus,
Eden Ahbez,
Unwound,
Fugazi,
Stiv Bators,
Index,
Barry Ungar,
Joensuu 1685,
Popol Vuh,
Ronnie Foster,
Sound Behaviour,
Graham Central Station,
The Index,
Yaz,
Scion,
The Cure,
Chrome,
Mission of Burma,
Fluxion,
Piero Umiliani,
Public Image Ltd.,
Curtis Mayfield,
Dual Sessions,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Suicide,
Lou Reed,
Altered Images,
Blossom Toes,
Sight & Sound,
Joey Negro, Joey Negro, Joey Negro, Joey Negro.
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.