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 Singapore and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the snare 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 Michelle Simonal to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Zero Boys. All the underground hits.
All Suburban Knight tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Q and Not U 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Man Eating Sloth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Moleskins,
Vladislav Delay,
Suicide,
Dark Day,
Archie Shepp,
The Busters,
Faraquet,
Morten Harket,
Rosa Yemen,
KRS-One,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
June Days,
Yazoo,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Moody Blues,
Ohio Players,
Sarah Menescal,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Echospace,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Throbbing Gristle,
Trumans Water,
The Neon Judgement,
Terrestrial Tones,
Simply Red,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Radiopuhelimet,
Unrelated Segments,
Ronnie Foster,
Lalann,
Boogie Down Productions,
Ultimate Spinach,
The United States of America,
The Techniques,
Arcadia,
Niagra,
Josef K,
Derrick May,
Pussy Galore,
Sonic Youth,
Ice-T,
The Angels of Light,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Stockholm Monsters,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
The Cramps,
Sam Rivers,
Gang Starr,
Derrick Morgan,
Peter and Kerry,
Underground Resistance,
Marshall Jefferson,
Kenny Larkin,
Warren Ellis,
Drive Like Jehu,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
World's Most,
The Pretty Things,
The Smoke,
the Sonics,
Arab on Radar, Arab on Radar, Arab on Radar, Arab on Radar.
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.