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 Germany and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Lagos.
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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth to the jazz 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 Wolf Eyes. All the underground hits.
All Lonnie Liston Smith tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scrapy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 güiro and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ponytail record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Don Cherry,
Groovy Waters,
Vladislav Delay,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Mark Hollis,
Wings,
Pantytec,
Nirvana,
Faust,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
LL Cool J,
Ice-T,
Yellowson,
The Durutti Column,
Ralphi Rosario,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Raincoats,
The New Christs,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Star Department,
Pet Shop Boys,
Y Pants,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Dual Sessions,
Japan,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Erykah Badu,
Ultimate Spinach,
Lou Christie,
The Human League,
Arthur Verocai,
Black Pus,
A Certain Ratio,
Kevin Saunderson,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Moleskins,
The Walker Brothers,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Icehouse,
Hoover,
Jawbox,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Faraquet,
Graham Central Station,
Amon Düül,
Rotary Connection,
The Evens,
Jeru the Damaja,
Visage,
Liliput,
The Fire Engines,
Terrestrial Tones,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Talk Talk,
MDC,
Matthew Bourne,
Tommy Roe,
Tomorrow,
Chrome,
Average White Band,
Whodini,
Quando Quango, Quando Quango, Quando Quango, Quando Quango.
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.