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 Poland and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 These Immortal Souls to the jazz 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 The Motions. All the underground hits.
All Inner City tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Carl Craig record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Selecter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Foxx,
Motorama,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
T.S.O.L.,
Basic Channel,
Pierre Henry,
Rekid,
Gang Green,
JFA,
Cluster,
Brothers Johnson,
Spoonie Gee,
Moby Grape,
Bauhaus,
Archie Shepp,
June Days,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Matthew Halsall,
David McCallum,
Barrington Levy,
Carl Craig,
Derrick Morgan,
Half Japanese,
Wally Richardson,
Hashim,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Symarip,
China Crisis,
Babytalk,
Sonic Youth,
Boogie Down Productions,
Barbara Tucker,
Black Flag,
Pylon,
The Monochrome Set,
Hoover,
The Slits,
R.M.O.,
Barry Ungar,
The Leaves,
Matthew Bourne,
Camberwell Now,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Crispian St. Peters,
Tubeway Army,
Leonard Cohen,
Ice-T,
Yaz,
Ten City,
Judy Mowatt,
The J.B.'s,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Au Pairs,
Absolute Body Control,
FM Einheit,
The Offenders,
Sonny Sharrock,
Lou Christie,
The Five Americans,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Letta Mbulu,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band.
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.