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 Sweden and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the guitar 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 Basic Channel to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Crispy Ambulance. All the underground hits.
All Harmonia tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Human League record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kerri Chandler record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
New Age Steppers,
Con Funk Shun,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Detroit Cobras,
Black Moon,
Rotary Connection,
Silicon Teens,
Marine Girls,
Sam Rivers,
Matthew Halsall,
The Leaves,
David Bowie,
Drexciya,
Faraquet,
Drive Like Jehu,
Niagra,
Little Man,
The Mojo Men,
a-ha,
Essential Logic,
Brothers Johnson,
Eden Ahbez,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
John Holt,
Wally Richardson,
Fugazi,
Neil Young,
Shuggie Otis,
Basic Channel,
Quadrant,
The Beau Brummels,
The Moleskins,
Juan Atkins,
Make Up,
The Wake,
Kool Moe Dee,
Moss Icon,
The Gories,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Roger Hodgson,
Underground Resistance,
The Real Kids,
T.S.O.L.,
New Order,
Animal Collective,
Ralphi Rosario,
Cameo,
Bad Manners,
New York Dolls,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Shadows of Knight,
UT,
Index,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Gladiators,
The United States of America,
Alice Coltrane, Alice Coltrane, Alice Coltrane, Alice Coltrane.
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.