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 Peru and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Groovy Waters to the funk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Drexciya. All the underground hits.
All Marshall Jefferson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Section 25 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a James Chance & The Contortions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
EPMD,
The Offenders,
Gil Scott Heron,
Iggy Pop,
Mantronix,
Leonard Cohen,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Lakeside,
Jeru the Damaja,
JFA,
The Pretty Things,
Wings,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Symarip,
Hashim,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Black Sheep,
In Retrospect,
Country Teasers,
Tomorrow,
Henry Cow,
Outsiders,
The Invisible,
Desert Stars,
Skriet,
Patti Smith,
Panda Bear,
cv313,
Blake Baxter,
Judy Mowatt,
Carl Craig,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Wolf Eyes,
The Neon Judgement,
Eddi Front,
James White and The Blacks,
The Fire Engines,
Chrome,
Reagan Youth,
Ultra Naté,
Minutemen,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Delta 5,
F. McDonald,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Minnie Riperton,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Monks,
Rhythm & Sound,
Pharoah Sanders,
Das Ding,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Negative Approach,
Tres Demented,
Aswad,
Japan,
Juan Atkins,
Vladislav Delay,
Deadbeat,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Adolescents, Adolescents, Adolescents, Adolescents.
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.