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 Djibouti and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Tokyo.
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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Au Pairs to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Rekid. All the underground hits.
All The Techniques tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ken Boothe 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camouflage record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joe Finger,
Pussy Galore,
Sex Pistols,
Television,
Pantytec,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Dual Sessions,
Procol Harum,
A Certain Ratio,
Rufus Thomas,
Blancmange,
the Association,
Jandek,
Subhumans,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Gun Club,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
David McCallum,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
New York Dolls,
Kevin Saunderson,
Traffic Nightmare,
Wasted Youth,
The Wake,
It's A Beautiful Day,
JFA,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Beau Brummels,
Circle Jerks,
Massinfluence,
The Remains,
Minny Pops,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Techniques,
The Move,
The Count Five,
Donny Hathaway,
Girls At Our Best!,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Bobby Womack,
Reagan Youth,
Moebius,
Schoolly D,
L. Decosne,
The Doobie Brothers,
Essential Logic,
Ornette Coleman,
Delon & Dalcan,
Pantaleimon,
Lalann,
Livin' Joy,
The Electric Prunes,
Scratch Acid,
Vainqueur,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Laurel Aitken,
Don Cherry,
Tomorrow,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes.
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.