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 Vanuatu and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in 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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 theremin 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic to the rock 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 Dorothy Ashby. All the underground hits.
All China Crisis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun City Girls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Pop Group record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bang On A Can,
Wally Richardson,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Bad Manners,
The Mighty Diamonds,
X-102,
Thee Headcoats,
The Last Poets,
Harry Pussy,
Niagra,
Wire,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
David Bowie,
Pylon,
Marcia Griffiths,
Vainqueur,
Yusef Lateef,
Y Pants,
Matthew Halsall,
JFA,
Leonard Cohen,
the Sonics,
Lucky Dragons,
These Immortal Souls,
Fela Kuti,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Dual Sessions,
Adolescents,
Tom Boy,
The Fall,
Qualms,
Man Eating Sloth,
Lou Reed,
Hoover,
Ossler,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Pet Shop Boys,
Lalo Schifrin,
Altered Images,
Popol Vuh,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Donald Byrd,
Bluetip,
Kerri Chandler,
Wolf Eyes,
Pulsallama,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Jeff Mills,
The Blues Magoos,
The Zeros,
Franke,
Banda Bassotti,
Deepchord,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Basic Channel,
Todd Terry,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Godley & Creme,
Chris Corsano,
The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines.
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.