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 Bulgaria and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
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 Bluetip to the grime 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 Sam Rivers. All the underground hits.
All MDC tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Can record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Depeche Mode record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Idris Muhammad,
Boogie Down Productions,
Danielle Patucci,
The Knickerbockers,
The Toasters,
Animal Collective,
Sister Nancy,
Freddie Wadling,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Y Pants,
Marcia Griffiths,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Boz Scaggs,
Scion,
Agitation Free,
Roy Ayers,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Liliput,
Wally Richardson,
The Human League,
Royal Trux,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Terrestrial Tones,
Rotary Connection,
Bob Dylan,
Scan 7,
the Fania All-Stars,
Brass Construction,
Monks,
Thompson Twins,
Joy Division,
Ludus,
Symarip,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Alphaville,
John Cale,
Black Moon,
Hot Snakes,
Man Eating Sloth,
Erasure,
Absolute Body Control,
Marshall Jefferson,
Marvin Gaye,
The Detroit Cobras,
Matthew Halsall,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Gabor Szabo,
Panda Bear,
Ossler,
Swell Maps,
Make Up,
Tropical Tobacco,
Pulsallama,
Faust,
Ten City,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Gories,
Be Bop Deluxe,
U.S. Maple,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell.
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.