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 Luxembourg and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 linndrum 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 Mars to the rap 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 The Fuzztones. All the underground hits.
All KRS-One tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every JFA 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camouflage record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Seeds,
Godley & Creme,
ABC,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Nico,
The Victims,
Motorama,
The Smoke,
Matthew Halsall,
Fela Kuti,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Sparks,
Circle Jerks,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Fortunes,
Nik Kershaw,
T.S.O.L.,
Fad Gadget,
Yellowson,
The Skatalites,
John Cale,
The Detroit Cobras,
Gong,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Dave Clark Five,
Brass Construction,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Joy Division,
The Fall,
Silicon Teens,
KRS-One,
Roxy Music,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Trojans,
Pantytec,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Leaves,
Mantronix,
The Beau Brummels,
Joe Finger,
Gerry Rafferty,
Quadrant,
Ornette Coleman,
Brick,
The Zeros,
Sällskapet,
Curtis Mayfield,
Cybotron,
Chrome,
AZ,
R.M.O.,
Jeff Mills,
Animal Collective,
Lakeside,
Max Romeo,
Dead Boys,
Ralphi Rosario,
Popol Vuh,
Neil Young,
Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees.
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.