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 Romania and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 UT to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Traffic Nightmare. All the underground hits.
All Minny Pops tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Mojo Men record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Busters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Joey Negro,
Eden Ahbez,
Deakin,
Brick,
Slave,
A Certain Ratio,
Frankie Knuckles,
Aural Exciters,
The Beau Brummels,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Pantytec,
Girls At Our Best!,
Minor Threat,
Barry Ungar,
Interpol,
Moby Grape,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Judy Mowatt,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
New Age Steppers,
the Bar-Kays,
The Tremeloes,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
David McCallum,
Lightning Bolt,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Young Rascals,
Funkadelic,
Johnny Osbourne,
Wire,
Blossom Toes,
Max Romeo,
Khruangbin,
Man Parrish,
F. McDonald,
Main Source,
Skaos,
Gastr Del Sol,
Chris Corsano,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Martian,
Skriet,
T.S.O.L.,
Gregory Isaacs,
Flash Fearless,
The Electric Prunes,
In Retrospect,
Alphaville,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Eric Dolphy,
Hardrive,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Eric Copeland,
cv313,
Ultravox,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Depeche Mode,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band.
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.