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 Syria and from Winnipeg.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Fad Gadget to the grunge 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 Alphaville. All the underground hits.
All AZ tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Japan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a harpsichord 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 oboe and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Boz Scaggs,
Ultra Naté,
The Buckinghams,
Easy Going,
Tropical Tobacco,
Dave Gahan,
The Velvet Underground,
EPMD,
The Techniques,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Martian,
Gastr Del Sol,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Patti Smith,
Absolute Body Control,
Electric Prunes,
Deepchord,
Arthur Verocai,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Tom Boy,
Jeru the Damaja,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Pop Group,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Banda Bassotti,
Ossler,
Motorama,
Joe Smooth,
MDC,
Youth Brigade,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Associates,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Country Joe & The Fish,
World's Most,
Lyres,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Brass Construction,
Albert Ayler,
The Monks,
Bill Near,
Arab on Radar,
Groovy Waters,
Warren Ellis,
Brothers Johnson,
Matthew Halsall,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Slits,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
K-Klass,
Monks,
Rosa Yemen,
Pharoah Sanders,
Bob Dylan,
Nils Olav,
The Detroit Cobras,
Severed Heads,
Quantec,
the Swans,
The Invisible,
The Fuzztones,
Don Cherry,
Lower 48, Lower 48, Lower 48, Lower 48.
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.