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 Paraguay and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Cairo.
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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Aaron Thompson to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Sly & The Family Stone. All the underground hits.
All Cecil Taylor tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fifty Foot Hose record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 theremin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sällskapet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Alphaville,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Funky Four + One,
The Star Department,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Clear Light,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Real Kids,
Lalo Schifrin,
DNA,
Symarip,
Kool Moe Dee,
Babytalk,
The Fuzztones,
Main Source,
Amon Düül II,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Young Rascals,
Kaleidoscope,
Soul Sonic Force,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Delon & Dalcan,
Girls At Our Best!,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Youth Brigade,
Flash Fearless,
Public Enemy,
Gang of Four,
Khruangbin,
Livin' Joy,
The Birthday Party,
Joy Division,
Marshall Jefferson,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Big Daddy Kane,
Barry Ungar,
Spoonie Gee,
Charles Mingus,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Motions,
This Heat,
Black Flag,
Iggy Pop,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Piero Umiliani,
Nils Olav,
Harpers Bizarre,
Maleditus Sound,
ABC,
The Martian,
Jimmy McGriff,
Marine Girls,
Anakelly,
Prince Buster,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Techniques,
Sun Ra Arkestra, Sun Ra Arkestra, Sun Ra Arkestra, Sun Ra Arkestra.
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.