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 Seychelles and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle 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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Dorothy Ashby to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Fort Wilson Riot. All the underground hits.
All The Red Krayola tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kurtis Blow record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Letta Mbulu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Young Rascals,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Minor Threat,
Boredoms,
The Stooges,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
JFA,
Sight & Sound,
Lou Christie,
Dual Sessions,
Rotary Connection,
Panda Bear,
Barrington Levy,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Faust,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Associates,
Altered Images,
Parry Music,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Flash Fearless,
In Retrospect,
Nico,
Ultra Naté,
Letta Mbulu,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Siglo XX,
Fad Gadget,
The Angels of Light,
Interpol,
Boogie Down Productions,
Procol Harum,
The Star Department,
Lindisfarne,
Eden Ahbez,
The Monochrome Set,
Davy DMX,
Traffic Nightmare,
Warren Ellis,
Funkadelic,
Young Marble Giants,
The Moleskins,
Stetsasonic,
Byron Stingily,
ABBA,
Eli Mardock,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Excepter,
Pierre Henry,
Nation of Ulysses,
Robert Görl,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Symarip,
Donald Byrd,
Lower 48,
The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots.
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.