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 Marshall Islands and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 arpeggiator 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 New Order to the grime 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 Lyres. All the underground hits.
All Zero Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Groovy Waters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sonic Youth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jerry Gold Smith,
Ornette Coleman,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Soul Sonic Force,
Mad Mike,
Piero Umiliani,
Stiv Bators,
Mo-Dettes,
Blake Baxter,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Jacob Miller,
Rotary Connection,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Public Enemy,
Stereo Dub,
The Gap Band,
Man Eating Sloth,
Sonny Sharrock,
Au Pairs,
The Zeros,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Sällskapet,
The Birthday Party,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Joensuu 1685,
Black Moon,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Henry Cow,
Johnny Clarke,
Stockholm Monsters,
Fat Boys,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Faraquet,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Bobby Sherman,
Brand Nubian,
Shoche,
The Neon Judgement,
Joe Smooth,
Sound Behaviour,
Nick Fraelich,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Lou Christie,
Technova,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Severed Heads,
John Foxx,
Gregory Isaacs,
Outsiders,
Cymande,
New York Dolls,
Joey Negro,
Boz Scaggs,
F. McDonald,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Sound,
Sparks,
The Smiths,
The Slits,
Organ,
Derrick Morgan,
Roy Ayers,
The Barracudas, The Barracudas, The Barracudas, The Barracudas.
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.