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 Grenada and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the marimba 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 Judy Mowatt to the electroclash 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 K-Klass. All the underground hits.
All The Victims tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Todd Terry record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Selecter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Detroit Cobras,
Susan Cadogan,
Hoover,
Eric Dolphy,
Bob Dylan,
Bill Near,
Crash Course in Science,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
T.S.O.L.,
Archie Shepp,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Gang Gang Dance,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Gun Club,
Subhumans,
Bootsy Collins,
Frankie Knuckles,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Knickerbockers,
The Real Kids,
Soul Sonic Force,
Michelle Simonal,
the Slits,
Sun City Girls,
Oblivians,
U.S. Maple,
Tom Boy,
Flash Fearless,
Big Daddy Kane,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Nils Olav,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Sparks,
Altered Images,
Kerrie Biddell,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Velvet Underground,
Kenny Larkin,
The United States of America,
Fad Gadget,
Todd Terry,
A Certain Ratio,
Gregory Isaacs,
48th St. Collective,
Fat Boys,
Rhythm & Sound,
Negative Approach,
Marine Girls,
Minnie Riperton,
Ralphi Rosario,
Barbara Tucker,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
La Düsseldorf,
Yaz,
Idris Muhammad,
Boredoms,
John Lydon,
Peter and Kerry,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.
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.