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 Niger and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 güiro 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 The Sound to the rock 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 Skaos tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ralphi Rosario record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 a 808 and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flipper record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fad Gadget,
Yaz,
The Birthday Party,
Negative Approach,
The Monochrome Set,
Monks,
Leonard Cohen,
Junior Murvin,
Newcleus,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Fuzztones,
Shuggie Otis,
Interpol,
Alphaville,
In Retrospect,
Los Fastidios,
Yellowson,
Radio Birdman,
Hashim,
Rod Modell,
Don Cherry,
Qualms,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Ken Boothe,
Unwound,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Searchers,
Soulsonic Force,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Martian,
JFA,
The Gories,
Banda Bassotti,
The Golliwogs,
The Last Poets,
Roger Hodgson,
Symarip,
Nico,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Franke,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Magma,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Clear Light,
The Fortunes,
Cybotron,
Erykah Badu,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Boz Scaggs,
Henry Cow,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Mr. Review,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
U.S. Maple,
The Gap Band,
Harry Pussy,
The Cowsills,
Dead Boys,
Black Pus,
The Smiths,
Essential Logic,
Eden Ahbez,
Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions.
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.