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 South Sudan and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 chamberlin 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 Basic Channel to the grime 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 The Dave Clark Five. All the underground hits.
All Agitation Free tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 spring reverb and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Big Daddy Kane record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Thee Headcoats,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Bluetip,
Shuggie Otis,
The Mojo Men,
Oblivians,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Mark Hollis,
Bob Dylan,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Minny Pops,
Bad Manners,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Standells,
Spoonie Gee,
Joy Division,
Godley & Creme,
Theoretical Girls,
Drexciya,
Camberwell Now,
Minnie Riperton,
Moss Icon,
The Skatalites,
Pole,
Funkadelic,
Aural Exciters,
Mantronix,
The Dead C,
World's Most,
Arcadia,
Magma,
This Heat,
The Residents,
E-Dancer,
Magazine,
Nils Olav,
Sonic Youth,
The Saints,
Black Flag,
Echospace,
The Alarm Clocks,
Essential Logic,
48th St. Collective,
X-101,
Sam Rivers,
Tomorrow,
Second Layer,
The Cramps,
Unwound,
Quadrant,
Hashim,
Alison Limerick,
Gong,
Yusef Lateef,
Crash Course in Science,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
John Cale,
Hoover,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Pierre Henry,
Khruangbin, Khruangbin, Khruangbin, Khruangbin.
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.