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 Fiji and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 güiro 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 Los Fastidios to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Erasure. All the underground hits.
All The Selecter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Neu! record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 rhodes and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Banda Bassotti record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Harpers Bizarre,
Niagra,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Agitation Free,
Circle Jerks,
Bizarre Inc.,
Sun Ra,
B.T. Express,
Barbara Tucker,
the Soft Cell,
Electric Prunes,
Ituana,
John Foxx,
Television,
R.M.O.,
Crash Course in Science,
UT,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Pharoah Sanders,
Cecil Taylor,
Angry Samoans,
Boredoms,
Oblivians,
Harmonia,
Terrestrial Tones,
Derrick Morgan,
These Immortal Souls,
The Knickerbockers,
Tommy Roe,
The Remains,
John Cale,
DJ Sneak,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Duran Duran,
The American Breed,
Arcadia,
Piero Umiliani,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Cal Tjader,
Television Personalities,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Alphaville,
ABBA,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Suicide,
Sandy B,
Amon Düül,
In Retrospect,
Eric Dolphy,
Ice-T,
T. Rex,
Fat Boys,
Bill Wells,
D'Angelo,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Cramps,
Michelle Simonal,
Make Up,
Colin Newman, Colin Newman, Colin Newman, Colin Newman.
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.