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 Vietnam and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 LL Cool J to the disco 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 Metal Thangz. All the underground hits.
All Can tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every LL Cool J record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Knickerbockers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sly & The Family Stone,
F. McDonald,
Bauhaus,
Danielle Patucci,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
David McCallum,
The Wake,
Judy Mowatt,
Popol Vuh,
Graham Central Station,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Skarface,
Monolake,
Surgeon,
Brick,
Derrick May,
Alphaville,
Marine Girls,
Marmalade,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Grauzone,
Half Japanese,
Hasil Adkins,
The Dave Clark Five,
Guru Guru,
Vainqueur,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Fall,
Eric Copeland,
the Soft Cell,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Doors,
Essential Logic,
The Sonics,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Infiniti,
Bill Wells,
EPMD,
Minutemen,
Rapeman,
Alton Ellis,
the Association,
cv313,
Slick Rick,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
B.T. Express,
the Human League,
The Vogues,
Zero Boys,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Leonard Cohen,
The Pretty Things,
Bill Near,
The Birthday Party,
Depeche Mode,
The Busters,
Alison Limerick,
Sarah Menescal, Sarah Menescal, Sarah Menescal, Sarah Menescal.
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.