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 Senegal and from Mumbai.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 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 Sonny Sharrock to the rock 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 Tropical Tobacco. All the underground hits.
All Sällskapet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soft Cell record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gary Puckett & The Union Gap record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Max Romeo,
Vladislav Delay,
The Dirtbombs,
Yazoo,
DNA,
The Misunderstood,
Alison Limerick,
The Evens,
Davy DMX,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Doors,
Rotary Connection,
CMW,
Ultra Naté,
Derrick Morgan,
John Foxx,
R.M.O.,
Black Sheep,
Gabor Szabo,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Move,
Desert Stars,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Liliput,
Das Ding,
The J.B.'s,
Outsiders,
Fela Kuti,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Archie Shepp,
Wally Richardson,
The Wake,
Infiniti,
Kevin Saunderson,
Arab on Radar,
a-ha,
Janne Schatter,
Cluster,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Mad Mike,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
John Holt,
Fluxion,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Flipper,
Loose Ends,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Thee Headcoats,
Bobby Byrd,
Gang Gang Dance,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Althea and Donna,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Sun Ra,
Stockholm Monsters,
Lebanon Hanover,
Massinfluence,
Lindisfarne,
Ponytail,
Matthew Bourne,
The Vogues,
Qualms,
James Chance & The Contortions, James Chance & The Contortions, James Chance & The Contortions, James Chance & The Contortions.
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.