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 Eritrea and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Yaz to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Red Lorry Yellow Lorry. All the underground hits.
All James Chance & The Contortions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Sonics 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kaleidoscope record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ice-T,
Jeff Mills,
Patti Smith,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Ultimate Spinach,
Kool Moe Dee,
Los Fastidios,
Darondo,
Kaleidoscope,
Quantec,
Parry Music,
The Golliwogs,
Susan Cadogan,
Eric B and Rakim,
Reagan Youth,
Bang On A Can,
Lightning Bolt,
Camouflage,
Siglo XX,
Jimmy McGriff,
Massinfluence,
The Trojans,
Thompson Twins,
Young Marble Giants,
Joe Smooth,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Tres Demented,
Lebanon Hanover,
Lucky Dragons,
Tubeway Army,
The Music Machine,
Peter and Kerry,
Delon & Dalcan,
Drive Like Jehu,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
LL Cool J,
Stereo Dub,
Aloha Tigers,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Sällskapet,
Cymande,
James White and The Blacks,
Public Image Ltd.,
Hasil Adkins,
Sonic Youth,
DJ Sneak,
Rufus Thomas,
Alice Coltrane,
Jeff Lynne,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Star Department,
X-101,
Wasted Youth,
The Misunderstood,
Magazine,
Gichy Dan,
Joy Division,
CMW,
Von Mondo,
New Age Steppers,
The Durutti Column, The Durutti Column, The Durutti Column, The Durutti Column.
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.