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 Rwanda and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 The Mummies to the jazz 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 Ultra Naté. All the underground hits.
All The Chocolate Watch Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every E-Dancer record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cal Tjader record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
F. McDonald,
Camberwell Now,
Ossler,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Neon Judgement,
Connie Case,
Soulsonic Force,
Wire,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Pulsallama,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Residents,
Dennis Brown,
Tropical Tobacco,
Half Japanese,
Public Enemy,
Girls At Our Best!,
Johnny Clarke,
Sarah Menescal,
Lower 48,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Rotary Connection,
Q and Not U,
John Foxx,
Ten City,
Cheater Slicks,
Monks,
JFA,
Basic Channel,
T.S.O.L.,
Kool Moe Dee,
X-102,
The Evens,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Monks,
Underground Resistance,
Joe Smooth,
Jandek,
Ohio Players,
Morten Harket,
A Certain Ratio,
Bootsy Collins,
Neil Young,
The Gories,
Kas Product,
Youth Brigade,
Depeche Mode,
The Blues Magoos,
Agitation Free,
Qualms,
Danielle Patucci,
Jeru the Damaja,
Whodini,
Yusef Lateef,
Mission of Burma,
E-Dancer,
ABC,
Black Bananas,
Boogie Down Productions,
Cybotron,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Man Parrish, Man Parrish, Man Parrish, Man Parrish.
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.