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 Taiwan and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 theremin 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 China Crisis 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 DeepChord presents Echospace. All the underground hits.
All James White and The Blacks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hashim record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Audionom 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?
Hasil Adkins,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
D'Angelo,
Television,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Boredoms,
LL Cool J,
Todd Terry,
Flipper,
Pharoah Sanders,
Marshall Jefferson,
Leonard Cohen,
Bob Dylan,
the Sonics,
Lakeside,
Delta 5,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Gastr Del Sol,
Soul Sonic Force,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Barracudas,
Crispian St. Peters,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Jerry's Kids,
Joyce Sims,
The Dead C,
Nirvana,
The Raincoats,
Sly & The Family Stone,
This Heat,
Kerri Chandler,
Flash Fearless,
Accadde A,
Harry Pussy,
the Association,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Invisible,
The Doors,
Jandek,
Sun Ra,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Skriet,
E-Dancer,
In Retrospect,
A Certain Ratio,
Little Man,
Anakelly,
Eli Mardock,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Velvet Underground,
It's A Beautiful Day,
K-Klass,
Stereo Dub,
the Fania All-Stars,
Aloha Tigers,
Pantaleimon,
Mo-Dettes,
Joey Negro,
Ten City,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Hardrive,
The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Jesus and Mary Chain.
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.