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 Morocco and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 The Invisible to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 The Cowsills. All the underground hits.
All Glenn Branca tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Maurizio record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jeff Mills record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kevin Saunderson,
DJ Style,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Laurel Aitken,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Lalann,
Flipper,
David McCallum,
Royal Trux,
Terrestrial Tones,
Pylon,
Quando Quango,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Stereo Dub,
Nik Kershaw,
Jerry's Kids,
Sandy B,
Public Image Ltd.,
Eddi Front,
Main Source,
The Beau Brummels,
The Zeros,
Swans,
Piero Umiliani,
The Red Krayola,
Faraquet,
Amon Düül,
48th St. Collective,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Tomorrow,
Stetsasonic,
The Fire Engines,
Letta Mbulu,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Lindisfarne,
In Retrospect,
Basic Channel,
A Certain Ratio,
Henry Cow,
Thee Headcoats,
Black Bananas,
Porter Ricks,
Scratch Acid,
The Vogues,
Sight & Sound,
The Seeds,
Mary Jane Girls,
Ronnie Foster,
Silicon Teens,
Young Marble Giants,
Chris Corsano,
Arcadia,
The Litter,
Schoolly D,
Q65,
Sällskapet,
Gregory Isaacs,
Tres Demented,
Kurtis Blow,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The J.B.'s,
Dark Day,
Hashim, Hashim, Hashim, Hashim.
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.