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 Korea South and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic 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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Pulsallama to the rap 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 Newcleus. All the underground hits.
All Little Man tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Sisters of Mercy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 theremin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Goldenarms record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Average White Band,
Cybotron,
Fatback Band,
MDC,
Dual Sessions,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Sexual Harrassment,
Ohio Players,
Scan 7,
Gregory Isaacs,
Colin Newman,
Man Eating Sloth,
Junior Murvin,
Yaz,
Marvin Gaye,
Make Up,
Scion,
Arab on Radar,
These Immortal Souls,
Sonic Youth,
the Sonics,
Harry Pussy,
The Seeds,
Idris Muhammad,
Iggy Pop,
Lower 48,
Chris & Cosey,
The Buckinghams,
Subhumans,
The Walker Brothers,
Fugazi,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Lightning Bolt,
Boogie Down Productions,
Suburban Knight,
The Beau Brummels,
Angry Samoans,
Lyres,
CMW,
Mission of Burma,
Rufus Thomas,
Harpers Bizarre,
Michelle Simonal,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Todd Terry,
Funky Four + One,
Pere Ubu,
The Golliwogs,
Boz Scaggs,
Index,
Moby Grape,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Dark Day,
Oblivians,
Japan,
Dennis Brown,
Popol Vuh,
Black Sheep, Black Sheep, Black Sheep, Black Sheep.
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.