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 Dominica and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 sitar 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 KRS-One to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 MDC. All the underground hits.
All 10cc tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Maurizio record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 rhodes and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Todd Terry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Blues Magoos,
Janne Schatter,
Dorothy Ashby,
Basic Channel,
Leonard Cohen,
Popol Vuh,
Metal Thangz,
Dead Boys,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Cure,
Surgeon,
Negative Approach,
The Shadows of Knight,
the Swans,
The J.B.'s,
Roger Hodgson,
Adolescents,
Bush Tetras,
Harry Pussy,
Lalann,
The Durutti Column,
Kenny Larkin,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Newcleus,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Cosmic Jokers,
a-ha,
Kaleidoscope,
The Buckinghams,
Sly & The Family Stone,
New Order,
The Wake,
Dave Gahan,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
JFA,
The Trojans,
PIL,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Red Krayola,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Liliput,
The Real Kids,
The United States of America,
Lightning Bolt,
Sugar Minott,
48th St. Collective,
Rakim,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Oblivians,
Half Japanese,
Aswad,
Roxette,
Unrelated Segments,
Man Eating Sloth,
Funkadelic,
Lou Reed,
cv313,
Thee Headcoats,
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.