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 Finland and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle 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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 sitar 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 Roy Ayers Ubiquity to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Main Source. All the underground hits.
All Spandau Ballet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brand Nubian 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Funkadelic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ralphi Rosario,
Jesper Dahlback,
Ken Boothe,
Kenny Larkin,
Zero Boys,
The Offenders,
Joey Negro,
Kevin Saunderson,
Nas,
Mad Mike,
Boredoms,
Pantytec,
The Fugs,
Dawn Penn,
Camouflage,
The Grass Roots,
Darondo,
Roy Ayers,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Grandmaster Flash,
Soul Sonic Force,
Bang On A Can,
Pantaleimon,
the Fania All-Stars,
Cheater Slicks,
Sarah Menescal,
Sonic Youth,
Sister Nancy,
Desert Stars,
Theoretical Girls,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Tres Demented,
Panda Bear,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Dave Clark Five,
Ice-T,
Warsaw,
Stereo Dub,
Lou Christie,
the Slits,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Lalann,
Au Pairs,
Talk Talk,
Barbara Tucker,
The Raincoats,
The Wake,
New York Dolls,
Connie Case,
Sam Rivers,
The Knickerbockers,
Lebanon Hanover,
Curtis Mayfield,
Public Image Ltd.,
Alice Coltrane,
Black Moon,
Moebius,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Echospace,
Supertramp,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Roxy Music, Roxy Music, Roxy Music, Roxy Music.
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.