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 Colombia and from Hong Kong.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Vainqueur to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Robert Hood. All the underground hits.
All Pulsallama tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every FM Einheit record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Easy Going record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cybotron,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Toni Rubio,
Crispy Ambulance,
Kool Moe Dee,
cv313,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Metal Thangz,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Gang Gang Dance,
H. Thieme,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Television,
Sarah Menescal,
Rekid,
Ken Boothe,
MDC,
Marcia Griffiths,
Babytalk,
Surgeon,
Grandmaster Flash,
Rotary Connection,
T.S.O.L.,
Hashim,
The American Breed,
Gong,
The J.B.'s,
Jawbox,
Dennis Brown,
The Dave Clark Five,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
OOIOO,
Alton Ellis,
Pantytec,
Rakim,
Amon Düül,
Yaz,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Radiopuhelimet,
KRS-One,
Fela Kuti,
Cameo,
The Leaves,
Rapeman,
Maurizio,
Bad Manners,
the Association,
The Gun Club,
Brass Construction,
Arthur Verocai,
Scratch Acid,
Can,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Flash Fearless,
R.M.O.,
10cc,
World's Most,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Nirvana,
Alphaville,
Graham Central Station,
Ronnie Foster,
The Motions, The Motions, The Motions, The Motions.
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.