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 Solomon Islands and from Sao Paulo.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Jandek to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Arthur Verocai. All the underground hits.
All Bobbi Humphrey tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Remains record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Prince Buster record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
James White and The Blacks,
Ornette Coleman,
Mars,
Monolake,
Lucky Dragons,
the Swans,
Massinfluence,
The Move,
Schoolly D,
Zapp,
DJ Sneak,
The Star Department,
Arthur Verocai,
The Selecter,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Real Kids,
The Electric Prunes,
The Seeds,
Camberwell Now,
Bauhaus,
Funky Four + One,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Qualms,
Heaven 17,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Crispy Ambulance,
Letta Mbulu,
Mary Jane Girls,
Ludus,
X-102,
Janne Schatter,
Ohio Players,
Ultravox,
LL Cool J,
Bronski Beat,
The Cramps,
Fela Kuti,
Eden Ahbez,
Toni Rubio,
Idris Muhammad,
Joe Smooth,
June Days,
Blake Baxter,
Drexciya,
Marmalade,
Silicon Teens,
Jacob Miller,
Goldenarms,
MC5,
Neil Young,
Arcadia,
Dorothy Ashby,
Guru Guru,
Gichy Dan,
Brass Construction,
Bad Manners,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Electric Prunes,
Stereo Dub,
Man Parrish,
Strawberry Alarm Clock, Strawberry Alarm Clock, Strawberry Alarm Clock, Strawberry Alarm Clock.
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.