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 Serbia and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the theremin 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 Con Funk Shun to the rap kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 New Age Steppers. All the underground hits.
All Bang On A Can tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Victims 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Blake Baxter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Moss Icon,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Smoke,
Kool Moe Dee,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Alton Ellis,
Tom Boy,
Derrick Morgan,
48th St. Collective,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Newcleus,
The Black Dice,
Swans,
Glambeats Corp.,
Suicide,
Aswad,
The Angels of Light,
Bobby Byrd,
Sarah Menescal,
Morten Harket,
Lakeside,
Porter Ricks,
Mad Mike,
Organ,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Aaron Thompson,
Bill Near,
JFA,
The Moody Blues,
Sixth Finger,
Parry Music,
the Human League,
CMW,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Godley & Creme,
Ornette Coleman,
Freddie Wadling,
Slave,
Eric Dolphy,
Scratch Acid,
Drive Like Jehu,
Brand Nubian,
James White and The Blacks,
Shoche,
Silicon Teens,
Delon & Dalcan,
Lebanon Hanover,
Bootsy Collins,
Bauhaus,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
PIL,
Bronski Beat,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Radio Birdman,
Cheater Slicks,
Rakim,
Dead Boys,
The Music Machine,
Ultravox,
The Doors,
Camberwell Now,
Erykah Badu, Erykah Badu, Erykah Badu, Erykah Badu.
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.