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 Croatia and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 In Retrospect to the techno 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 Sällskapet. All the underground hits.
All Nas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pharoah Sanders record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Echospace record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Animal Collective,
cv313,
Boredoms,
Nation of Ulysses,
Nick Fraelich,
Pole,
Pylon,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Eddi Front,
Idris Muhammad,
The Pop Group,
Slick Rick,
Erasure,
R.M.O.,
Peter & Gordon,
Gang of Four,
Kevin Saunderson,
Altered Images,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Dead C,
Agent Orange,
The Evens,
Main Source,
Tres Demented,
Jimmy McGriff,
the Normal,
Massinfluence,
Black Sheep,
Eden Ahbez,
The Golliwogs,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Zeros,
Clear Light,
The Martian,
Unwound,
Camouflage,
Joyce Sims,
Schoolly D,
Stetsasonic,
The Star Department,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Ohio Players,
Nirvana,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
E-Dancer,
Prince Buster,
Little Man,
Thompson Twins,
Ten City,
The Monks,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Curtis Mayfield,
Drive Like Jehu,
Bob Dylan,
Maurizio,
Niagra,
Dual Sessions,
The Invisible,
Harry Pussy, Harry Pussy, Harry Pussy, Harry Pussy.
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.