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 Indonesia and from Manila.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Althea and Donna to the crunk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Neu!. All the underground hits.
All Country Joe & The Fish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lizzy Mercier Descloux record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 a linndrum and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Crispian St. Peters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Altered Images,
Sun Ra,
Lower 48,
The Litter,
The Index,
Popol Vuh,
Crooked Eye,
The Busters,
Cluster,
Danielle Patucci,
Junior Murvin,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Suburban Knight,
Maleditus Sound,
Babytalk,
Lyres,
Drive Like Jehu,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Cybotron,
Bobby Womack,
Dawn Penn,
Circle Jerks,
Traffic Nightmare,
Graham Central Station,
Surgeon,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Golliwogs,
Deadbeat,
Archie Shepp,
ABBA,
Magma,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Dennis Brown,
Kerri Chandler,
Roxy Music,
Motorama,
Average White Band,
Leonard Cohen,
LL Cool J,
One Last Wish,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Cal Tjader,
Arthur Verocai,
Alton Ellis,
Cecil Taylor,
Index,
Sällskapet,
The Mummies,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Pantaleimon,
Gastr Del Sol,
Boogie Down Productions,
X-Ray Spex,
Fela Kuti,
Bobby Sherman,
Soul II Soul,
Sonny Sharrock,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Skarface, Skarface, Skarface, Skarface.
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.