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 Slovakia and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Soulsonic Force to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 LL Cool J. All the underground hits.
All The Count Five tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ronnie Foster record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 rhodes and a 808 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 spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barrington Levy,
Cameo,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Erykah Badu,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Eddi Front,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Boogie Down Productions,
Public Image Ltd.,
June Days,
Urselle,
The Associates,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Radiohead,
Byron Stingily,
Archie Shepp,
Niagra,
Lalo Schifrin,
Crooked Eye,
The Star Department,
Pharoah Sanders,
the Slits,
Make Up,
Pet Shop Boys,
Kool Moe Dee,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Swans,
The Electric Prunes,
The Gap Band,
Second Layer,
Surgeon,
48th St. Collective,
AZ,
Sister Nancy,
Todd Rundgren,
Model 500,
The Motions,
Trumans Water,
Juan Atkins,
Siglo XX,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Television,
Oblivians,
Johnny Clarke,
The Detroit Cobras,
Chris & Cosey,
Sight & Sound,
X-101,
Schoolly D,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Cowsills,
Harry Pussy,
Organ,
Althea and Donna,
Scan 7,
Ash Ra Tempel,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Ludus,
Joy Division, Joy Division, Joy Division, Joy Division.
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.