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 Turkmenistan and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 808 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 Mantronix to the techno 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 Marcia Griffiths. All the underground hits.
All Graham Central Station tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sam Rivers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rhythim Is Rhythim record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Eurythmics,
Lou Reed,
Schoolly D,
Ludus,
Kool Moe Dee,
Grauzone,
EPMD,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The New Christs,
Hoover,
Ossler,
Y Pants,
The Evens,
Au Pairs,
Prince Buster,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Drive Like Jehu,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Accadde A,
Quantec,
Sugar Minott,
Johnny Clarke,
Television Personalities,
Procol Harum,
Agent Orange,
Nico,
Soul II Soul,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Brass Construction,
Junior Murvin,
Symarip,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Smiths,
Patti Smith,
Barry Ungar,
The Martian,
Thompson Twins,
Stiv Bators,
Tomorrow,
Flash Fearless,
Lebanon Hanover,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Grey Daturas,
Reagan Youth,
Sam Rivers,
Avey Tare,
Massinfluence,
The Busters,
Tubeway Army,
Harry Pussy,
Joy Division,
The Gap Band,
LL Cool J,
David McCallum,
T.S.O.L.,
Marvin Gaye,
The Mummies,
Deepchord,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Bobby Womack,
The Divine Comedy,
Leonard Cohen,
Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish.
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.