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 Albania and from Winnipeg.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
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 John Holt to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Gang Gang Dance. All the underground hits.
All Amon Düül II tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gang Green record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 sitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Big Daddy Kane record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Soulsonic Force,
U.S. Maple,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Talk Talk,
Mo-Dettes,
Sly & The Family Stone,
MC5,
Anthony Braxton,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
H. Thieme,
ABBA,
The Velvet Underground,
Barrington Levy,
Index,
Hashim,
the Germs,
Crime,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Ludus,
Isaac Hayes,
Goldenarms,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Ronan,
The Techniques,
Jeru the Damaja,
Silicon Teens,
Country Teasers,
Scrapy,
Q and Not U,
Oblivians,
Sun City Girls,
Juan Atkins,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Smiths,
Jesper Dahlback,
10cc,
John Holt,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Minor Threat,
Young Marble Giants,
The Five Americans,
The Star Department,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Durutti Column,
The Skatalites,
Matthew Halsall,
Marshall Jefferson,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Aural Exciters,
Excepter,
Peter and Kerry,
JFA,
Lindisfarne,
Pet Shop Boys,
Soul Sonic Force,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane.
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.