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 Mauritania and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Seoul.
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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Sparks. All the underground hits.
All The Five Americans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Animal Collective record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a UT record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Danielle Patucci,
48th St. Collective,
Rosa Yemen,
Whodini,
The Move,
Minnie Riperton,
Unrelated Segments,
Infiniti,
Mars,
Guru Guru,
Quadrant,
The Real Kids,
Underground Resistance,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Minny Pops,
The Monks,
Public Image Ltd.,
Gregory Isaacs,
Von Mondo,
Crash Course in Science,
CMW,
Ultra Naté,
Sun Ra,
Grandmaster Flash,
Absolute Body Control,
The American Breed,
Rotary Connection,
Can,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Alice Coltrane,
OOIOO,
Metal Thangz,
The Buckinghams,
Lindisfarne,
Ten City,
Skaos,
Gang Gang Dance,
Flipper,
Thompson Twins,
The Sonics,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Animal Collective,
Nas,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Dennis Brown,
Lalann,
The Moody Blues,
Visage,
Terrestrial Tones,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
John Lydon,
The Zeros,
Bobby Byrd,
The Happenings,
Lakeside,
Toni Rubio,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Rufus Thomas,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Seeds,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago.
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.