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 Albania and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 snare 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 Fluxion to the electroclash 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 Toni Rubio. All the underground hits.
All Pierre Henry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eden Ahbez record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 clarinet and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Radiopuhelimet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Main Source,
Zero Boys,
Los Fastidios,
The Associates,
Wolf Eyes,
Scrapy,
Ultravox,
Drexciya,
Blossom Toes,
Brothers Johnson,
Bang On A Can,
Michelle Simonal,
Jawbox,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Patti Smith,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Fuzztones,
Pierre Henry,
Blake Baxter,
The Divine Comedy,
Sonny Sharrock,
Man Eating Sloth,
Kevin Saunderson,
New Order,
Crispy Ambulance,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
La Düsseldorf,
Max Romeo,
Matthew Bourne,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
T.S.O.L.,
Sunsets and Hearts,
T. Rex,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Basic Channel,
Lalann,
Neil Young,
Robert Hood,
The Skatalites,
Yellowson,
Desert Stars,
Kayak,
Ice-T,
The Blues Magoos,
James White and The Blacks,
Lucky Dragons,
The Doors,
Soul II Soul,
Nas,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
John Lydon,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Litter,
Howard Jones,
Pussy Galore,
Alison Limerick,
UT,
Lindisfarne,
Roy Ayers,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Stereo Dub,
Jesper Dahlback, Jesper Dahlback, Jesper Dahlback, Jesper Dahlback.
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.