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 Poland and from Salvador.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 theremin 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 Traffic Nightmare to the rap 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 Underground Resistance. All the underground hits.
All Rotary Connection tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Siouxsie and the Banshees record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jesper Dahlbäck record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Sound,
Leonard Cohen,
Fear,
Marmalade,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
John Cale,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
DJ Sneak,
Hoover,
ABC,
Cameo,
Rotary Connection,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Brass Construction,
Moebius,
Drexciya,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Moss Icon,
The Techniques,
The Victims,
Derrick May,
Cybotron,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Mo-Dettes,
Symarip,
Adolescents,
Mandrill,
Bill Near,
Gang of Four,
Banda Bassotti,
World's Most,
Wasted Youth,
Rites of Spring,
Kerrie Biddell,
Tommy Roe,
Todd Terry,
Hasil Adkins,
Ultra Naté,
The Dave Clark Five,
Aloha Tigers,
Fad Gadget,
Robert Wyatt,
Juan Atkins,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Arab on Radar,
The Blues Magoos,
Sam Rivers,
Interpol,
the Association,
Piero Umiliani,
Ponytail,
Gang Gang Dance,
Mad Mike,
Guru Guru,
The Gun Club,
FM Einheit,
Don Cherry,
Sex Pistols,
Zapp,
Dawn Penn,
Minutemen,
Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685.
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.