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 Syria and from London.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Derrick Morgan to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Drive Like Jehu. All the underground hits.
All Prince Buster tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jacob Miller 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rufus Thomas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Underground Resistance,
Sun City Girls,
MDC,
Motorama,
Silicon Teens,
New Age Steppers,
Colin Newman,
Quadrant,
Morten Harket,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Pharoah Sanders,
Godley & Creme,
Duran Duran,
Oblivians,
Hashim,
Crooked Eye,
Eric Dolphy,
Gong,
Shoche,
Susan Cadogan,
Joensuu 1685,
The Pop Group,
Tres Demented,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Quantec,
The Dirtbombs,
Absolute Body Control,
The Associates,
Jandek,
The Stooges,
Brand Nubian,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Danielle Patucci,
These Immortal Souls,
Chris Corsano,
Yaz,
China Crisis,
Alton Ellis,
The Litter,
Masters at Work,
Ronnie Foster,
The Young Rascals,
Schoolly D,
Zero Boys,
Robert Görl,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Soul II Soul,
Magma,
Radiohead,
X-Ray Spex,
Monks,
Lakeside,
Roxette,
Delta 5,
Surgeon,
T.S.O.L.,
World's Most,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Ossler,
Aswad,
Minor Threat, Minor Threat, Minor Threat, Minor Threat.
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.