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 Senegal and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the 808 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 Minor Threat to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Peanut Butter Conspiracy. All the underground hits.
All DJ Sneak tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lebanon Hanover record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Organ record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
In Retrospect,
Can,
Joy Division,
Warren Ellis,
Scott Walker,
Flipper,
Sarah Menescal,
The Monks,
Robert Görl,
Unwound,
John Holt,
Altered Images,
UT,
Grey Daturas,
Piero Umiliani,
Public Image Ltd.,
Letta Mbulu,
Marc Almond,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Tears for Fears,
Dorothy Ashby,
Moss Icon,
Lebanon Hanover,
Livin' Joy,
CMW,
Rakim,
Spoonie Gee,
Prince Buster,
DJ Style,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Misunderstood,
Alton Ellis,
The Electric Prunes,
Accadde A,
The Skatalites,
Crime,
Aaron Thompson,
Massinfluence,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Motions,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Alphaville,
The Shadows of Knight,
Roger Hodgson,
Amon Düül,
Todd Terry,
Sandy B,
Lalo Schifrin,
Boz Scaggs,
Sun Ra,
Jacob Miller,
Joyce Sims,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Fat Boys,
Nas,
The Happenings,
Agent Orange,
the Germs,
Reagan Youth,
Heaven 17,
Ituana,
David Axelrod,
New Order,
Stereo Dub, Stereo Dub, Stereo Dub, Stereo Dub.
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.