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 Cambodia and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Jandek to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Echospace. All the underground hits.
All The Index tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deakin record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 an arpeggiator and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rakim record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Drexciya,
Crash Course in Science,
Idris Muhammad,
New Age Steppers,
The Standells,
Oblivians,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
KRS-One,
The Shadows of Knight,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Trojans,
Joe Smooth,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Oneida,
Kerri Chandler,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Black Moon,
Terry Callier,
Wire,
The Gap Band,
JFA,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Prince Buster,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Alphaville,
Kurtis Blow,
Toni Rubio,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Saints,
Monolake,
Nation of Ulysses,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Victims,
The Litter,
Soul II Soul,
Lalann,
Sex Pistols,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Donny Hathaway,
Gastr Del Sol,
Infiniti,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Jawbox,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Bob Dylan,
Sound Behaviour,
Basic Channel,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Robert Hood,
Crime,
A Certain Ratio,
PIL,
Jerry's Kids,
The Divine Comedy,
Skriet,
the Slits,
Heaven 17,
Throbbing Gristle,
Aloha Tigers,
The Remains,
Jeff Lynne,
The Slits, The Slits, The Slits, The Slits.
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.