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 Montenegro and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Public Image Ltd. to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Alison Limerick. All the underground hits.
All Silicon Teens tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Theoretical Girls 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Television Personalities record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Star Department,
Skarface,
Derrick Morgan,
Accadde A,
Mission of Burma,
The Count Five,
Curtis Mayfield,
Vainqueur,
Nils Olav,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Eric Copeland,
Erasure,
Throbbing Gristle,
Byron Stingily,
The Gun Club,
Scan 7,
Severed Heads,
The Human League,
Ten City,
Marc Almond,
Nick Fraelich,
Mad Mike,
Technova,
The Techniques,
Swell Maps,
Amazonics,
Rufus Thomas,
Rosa Yemen,
Kas Product,
LL Cool J,
Monks,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Tremeloes,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Fear,
Scrapy,
Kaleidoscope,
Gabor Szabo,
Avey Tare,
The Grass Roots,
Yellowson,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Audionom,
Bush Tetras,
Fat Boys,
Qualms,
Johnny Osbourne,
Reagan Youth,
Rites of Spring,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Desert Stars,
The Mummies,
Wings,
Deadbeat,
Warren Ellis,
Janne Schatter,
Dead Boys,
World's Most,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Bootsy Collins,
Skriet,
Babytalk, Babytalk, Babytalk, Babytalk.
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.