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 Mexico and from Salvador.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Minor Threat to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Eurythmics. All the underground hits.
All Delta 5 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sixth Finger record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lower 48 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Juan Atkins,
Albert Ayler,
Rosa Yemen,
Khruangbin,
La Düsseldorf,
Suicide,
Bauhaus,
Big Daddy Kane,
Theoretical Girls,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Dead C,
The Seeds,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Henry Cow,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Sight & Sound,
Lebanon Hanover,
Avey Tare,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Con Funk Shun,
Qualms,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Guru Guru,
Deepchord,
Whodini,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Fuzztones,
John Foxx,
Brand Nubian,
Blossom Toes,
The Divine Comedy,
Jesper Dahlback,
Mars,
Maurizio,
Amon Düül II,
Infiniti,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Pantaleimon,
Mr. Review,
Fear,
Man Eating Sloth,
Skarface,
Au Pairs,
Fad Gadget,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
48th St. Collective,
Cluster,
Trumans Water,
John Cale,
Quando Quango,
Mark Hollis,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Sister Nancy,
the Soft Cell,
Bush Tetras,
The Doors,
Organ,
Bizarre Inc.,
Delta 5,
The Wake,
Shuggie Otis,
London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir.
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.