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 Mali and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
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 Yusef Lateef to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Rod Modell. All the underground hits.
All The Trojans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Delta 5 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lebanon Hanover record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eden Ahbez,
The Mojo Men,
June Days,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Litter,
The Cure,
The Modern Lovers,
Massinfluence,
Ponytail,
The Angels of Light,
Joensuu 1685,
D'Angelo,
Jerry's Kids,
Fugazi,
Sex Pistols,
World's Most,
The Remains,
The Birthday Party,
Godley & Creme,
Thompson Twins,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Maleditus Sound,
Prince Buster,
Slave,
Adolescents,
The Star Department,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Junior Murvin,
Kevin Saunderson,
Fear,
F. McDonald,
Hoover,
Dual Sessions,
The Offenders,
Shoche,
Don Cherry,
Magma,
Rhythm & Sound,
Dark Day,
Easy Going,
Gong,
The American Breed,
Babytalk,
Pagans,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Barracudas,
David Axelrod,
Dead Boys,
Banda Bassotti,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Scientists,
Susan Cadogan,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Man Parrish,
Newcleus,
Soul II Soul,
Freddie Wadling,
Carl Craig,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots.
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.