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 Uruguay and from Mumbai.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Motorama to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Sonny Sharrock. All the underground hits.
All Piero Umiliani tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Thompson Twins 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flash Fearless record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Evens,
Sandy B,
Man Parrish,
Barbara Tucker,
The Monochrome Set,
The Martian,
Pussy Galore,
Deepchord,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
the Normal,
China Crisis,
Zapp,
Roger Hodgson,
David Axelrod,
Electric Prunes,
The Flesh Eaters,
Symarip,
U.S. Maple,
David Bowie,
The Last Poets,
Trumans Water,
Black Moon,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Rufus Thomas,
Outsiders,
Niagra,
Todd Rundgren,
These Immortal Souls,
Zero Boys,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Bush Tetras,
The Saints,
the Germs,
Donald Byrd,
The Blackbyrds,
Gong,
Carl Craig,
The Shadows of Knight,
Grauzone,
The Associates,
Jerry's Kids,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Yazoo,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Danielle Patucci,
Wally Richardson,
Jeru the Damaja,
Nation of Ulysses,
Darondo,
Toni Rubio,
Lindisfarne,
Gang Starr,
Public Image Ltd.,
Iggy Pop,
The American Breed,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Lou Christie,
Mr. Review,
Juan Atkins,
The Mojo Men, The Mojo Men, The Mojo Men, The Mojo Men.
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.