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 Burkina and from New York.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 spring reverb 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 Ludus to the rap kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Scan 7. All the underground hits.
All The Standells tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stereo Dub record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eyeless In Gaza record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Chris & Cosey,
Minnie Riperton,
Charles Mingus,
Althea and Donna,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Shuggie Otis,
Frankie Knuckles,
Todd Terry,
The Doors,
Lungfish,
The Divine Comedy,
The Selecter,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Gun Club,
Johnny Osbourne,
Scion,
Sound Behaviour,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Rites of Spring,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Lakeside,
the Soft Cell,
Scratch Acid,
Talk Talk,
the Association,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Sun Ra,
The Gories,
Suburban Knight,
Cecil Taylor,
Khruangbin,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Shadows of Knight,
Silicon Teens,
Sight & Sound,
Alton Ellis,
Prince Buster,
The United States of America,
Nirvana,
Wasted Youth,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Faraquet,
Panda Bear,
These Immortal Souls,
Max Romeo,
The Cowsills,
Kaleidoscope,
Morten Harket,
Tom Boy,
Danielle Patucci,
Mark Hollis,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Stooges,
Radiopuhelimet,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Jerry's Kids,
Q65,
Soul II Soul,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse.
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.