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 Bahrain and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 June Days to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Heavy D & The Boyz. All the underground hits.
All Quadrant tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Litter 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rites of Spring record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Public Enemy,
The Motions,
Rekid,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Quantec,
The Birthday Party,
Morten Harket,
Sandy B,
Bobby Sherman,
Throbbing Gristle,
World's Most,
Sugar Minott,
FM Einheit,
Groovy Waters,
Derrick May,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
CMW,
Zapp,
Maleditus Sound,
Agitation Free,
Pagans,
Theoretical Girls,
Smog,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Joe Smooth,
Alton Ellis,
Audionom,
Television,
Ash Ra Tempel,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Todd Terry,
The Evens,
Rosa Yemen,
Gichy Dan,
Wings,
Trumans Water,
Stiv Bators,
Iggy Pop,
Leonard Cohen,
Lakeside,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Ohio Players,
KRS-One,
Aural Exciters,
Nick Fraelich,
Lightning Bolt,
Lyres,
The Shadows of Knight,
Rod Modell,
Shoche,
MDC,
Schoolly D,
Donny Hathaway,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Gang Starr,
The Happenings,
Moss Icon,
The Searchers,
Todd Rundgren,
The United States of America,
The Dirtbombs,
Cecil Taylor,
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.