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 Samoa and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Swans to the funk 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 Bootsy's Rubber Band. All the underground hits.
All Gerry Rafferty tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every X-102 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Althea and Donna record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Thompson Twins,
Visage,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Wings,
Nation of Ulysses,
Soft Machine,
Reuben Wilson,
Unrelated Segments,
Crash Course in Science,
Can,
Eric Dolphy,
Sam Rivers,
Camberwell Now,
Quantec,
Nick Fraelich,
Nik Kershaw,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Little Man,
John Coltrane,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Piero Umiliani,
Gang Starr,
Bad Manners,
Lucky Dragons,
The Residents,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Outsiders,
Liliput,
Crime,
Theoretical Girls,
John Holt,
A Certain Ratio,
Stetsasonic,
PIL,
Todd Terry,
kango's stein massive,
Mark Hollis,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Danielle Patucci,
Basic Channel,
Von Mondo,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Junior Murvin,
Section 25,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Graham Central Station,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Talk Talk,
Motorama,
Con Funk Shun,
The Zeros,
The Blues Magoos,
Delta 5,
Cybotron,
Oblivians,
MC5,
Pere Ubu,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme.
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.