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 Vanuatu and from Hong Kong.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Monolake to the jazz 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 The Velvet Underground. All the underground hits.
All Bobby Hutcherson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rapeman record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 snare and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New Order record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kevin Saunderson,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Q65,
Franke,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
KRS-One,
H. Thieme,
Sugar Minott,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Oblivians,
Tears for Fears,
Eden Ahbez,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Neu!,
The Moleskins,
Don Cherry,
Model 500,
Mark Hollis,
The Blackbyrds,
Negative Approach,
Funkadelic,
Altered Images,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Minny Pops,
Duran Duran,
Pylon,
Soft Machine,
Moss Icon,
Mars,
The Offenders,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Nation of Ulysses,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Donald Byrd,
The Dirtbombs,
Prince Buster,
Deadbeat,
Traffic Nightmare,
Fear,
Bluetip,
Cal Tjader,
Theoretical Girls,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Ultra Naté,
Crooked Eye,
One Last Wish,
The Vogues,
Blancmange,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Doobie Brothers,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Surgeon,
Black Sheep,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Aaron Thompson,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Buckinghams,
David Bowie,
China Crisis,
Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys.
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.