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 Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 The Vogues to the rap 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 Gichy Dan. All the underground hits.
All Brass Construction tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Agent Orange record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet 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?
LL Cool J,
Lalo Schifrin,
Electric Prunes,
Bobby Sherman,
The Pretty Things,
Ossler,
The Fire Engines,
ABC,
Kenny Larkin,
Bizarre Inc.,
Drive Like Jehu,
Ludus,
Derrick Morgan,
Lyres,
Q and Not U,
Iggy Pop,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Prince Buster,
Mad Mike,
John Cale,
The Slackers,
Country Teasers,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Oblivians,
The Golliwogs,
Siglo XX,
Letta Mbulu,
8 Eyed Spy,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Underground Resistance,
The Flesh Eaters,
Crash Course in Science,
Cal Tjader,
The Standells,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Dave Gahan,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Joy Division,
the Human League,
Cluster,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Symarip,
The J.B.'s,
Deepchord,
The Angels of Light,
Ken Boothe,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Pet Shop Boys,
Bobby Byrd,
Flash Fearless,
Sister Nancy,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Flamin' Groovies,
Dennis Brown,
The Vogues,
Ronnie Foster,
Main Source,
The Music Machine,
Circle Jerks,
Slick Rick,
The Slits,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.
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.