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 Seychelles and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Angels of Light & Akron/Family to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Marshall Jefferson. All the underground hits.
All Soulsonic Force tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tomorrow record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 an arpeggiator and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Radiohead record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Schoolly D,
Ludus,
The Monochrome Set,
Camberwell Now,
Roxy Music,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
DJ Sneak,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Fear,
Absolute Body Control,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Wake,
Sun City Girls,
The Dead C,
Al Stewart,
X-101,
Alphaville,
Suburban Knight,
Jeru the Damaja,
Connie Case,
Minor Threat,
Reagan Youth,
Oneida,
Parry Music,
Alice Coltrane,
MDC,
The Remains,
Ituana,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Boogie Down Productions,
New Order,
Technova,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Red Krayola,
Simply Red,
Ohio Players,
The American Breed,
David Axelrod,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Dirtbombs,
Rapeman,
Joyce Sims,
Massinfluence,
The Gap Band,
Skaos,
Basic Channel,
Amon Düül,
Cameo,
Dark Day,
Sex Pistols,
Organ,
Warsaw,
Eric Dolphy,
Qualms,
Erykah Badu,
Pierre Henry,
Duran Duran,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Q and Not U,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Knickerbockers,
Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario.
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.