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 Turkey and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez 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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 guitar 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 Swell Maps to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Bobby Byrd. All the underground hits.
All 10cc tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Groovy Waters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bill Wells record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Curtis Mayfield,
LL Cool J,
Oneida,
Pylon,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Boredoms,
Lightning Bolt,
Deadbeat,
The Alarm Clocks,
Terry Callier,
The Smoke,
Jesper Dahlback,
Spoonie Gee,
Tears for Fears,
The Real Kids,
Absolute Body Control,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
JFA,
Outsiders,
Bad Manners,
Underground Resistance,
The Gun Club,
Public Enemy,
Audionom,
Suicide,
Hot Snakes,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Sarah Menescal,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Loose Ends,
Ten City,
Angry Samoans,
the Slits,
The Buckinghams,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Isaac Hayes,
Hoover,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Simply Red,
Donny Hathaway,
The Gap Band,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Gladiators,
Ossler,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Human League,
A Certain Ratio,
The Seeds,
Sun City Girls,
The Offenders,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Carl Craig,
The Tremeloes,
Idris Muhammad,
Bizarre Inc.,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
CMW,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Lou Reed,
Marmalade, Marmalade, Marmalade, Marmalade.
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.