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 Bulgaria and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 guitar 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 Neil Young & Crazy Horse to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Dave Gahan. All the underground hits.
All Drexciya tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aloha Tigers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a B.T. Express record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Coltrane,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Moody Blues,
Rhythm & Sound,
Sandy B,
Sonic Youth,
Technova,
the Swans,
48th St. Collective,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
New Age Steppers,
cv313,
Adolescents,
Gil Scott Heron,
L. Decosne,
The Raincoats,
Monolake,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Crispy Ambulance,
Groovy Waters,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Doors,
Moebius,
Bobby Byrd,
Mission of Burma,
Girls At Our Best!,
Todd Terry,
Josef K,
Kurtis Blow,
The Techniques,
Tomorrow,
The Gun Club,
Aural Exciters,
Hoover,
K-Klass,
Scientists,
Unrelated Segments,
The Zeros,
Malaria!,
Charles Mingus,
Thee Headcoats,
The Index,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Man Eating Sloth,
Kevin Saunderson,
Soulsonic Force,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Young Marble Giants,
Echospace,
Crash Course in Science,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Jeff Lynne,
Pagans,
The Count Five,
Dave Gahan,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Velvet Underground,
Pharoah Sanders,
Magazine,
Lalo Schifrin,
X-102, X-102, X-102, X-102.
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.