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 Lebanon and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
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 Art Ensemble Of Chicago to the techno 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 EPMD. All the underground hits.
All Todd Terry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Vogues record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Silicon Teens record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jerry's Kids,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Colin Newman,
Alphaville,
Thompson Twins,
Gang Starr,
Dawn Penn,
Kaleidoscope,
Bush Tetras,
Angry Samoans,
The Five Americans,
Godley & Creme,
Carl Craig,
Sällskapet,
Man Eating Sloth,
Cecil Taylor,
Gastr Del Sol,
Masters at Work,
Stiv Bators,
Excepter,
Outsiders,
Massinfluence,
Television Personalities,
The Divine Comedy,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Newcleus,
Lower 48,
Lebanon Hanover,
Loose Ends,
Stockholm Monsters,
Prince Buster,
ABBA,
Crooked Eye,
Pussy Galore,
Leonard Cohen,
Ludus,
Scion,
Silicon Teens,
Junior Murvin,
John Cale,
Dead Boys,
The Gap Band,
The J.B.'s,
Chris Corsano,
Public Image Ltd.,
Radiohead,
Arab on Radar,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Gang Gang Dance,
Swell Maps,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Icehouse,
Mark Hollis,
Niagra,
Rosa Yemen,
Moebius,
Slave,
Fugazi,
The Fire Engines,
Peter & Gordon,
The Doors, The Doors, The Doors, The Doors.
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.