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 Ivory Coast and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Traffic Nightmare. All the underground hits.
All Sugar Minott tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Outsiders 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Barbara Tucker record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Black Dice,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Pantytec,
New Age Steppers,
Scratch Acid,
The Selecter,
Skarface,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Kevin Saunderson,
Unwound,
Essential Logic,
Robert Görl,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Index,
Minny Pops,
The Misunderstood,
Delta 5,
Pylon,
Glenn Branca,
Talk Talk,
Q65,
Scientists,
Trumans Water,
Nico,
Anakelly,
Stiv Bators,
Youth Brigade,
Funkadelic,
Massinfluence,
Black Flag,
Ohio Players,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Joensuu 1685,
Barbara Tucker,
Wings,
Frankie Knuckles,
Cecil Taylor,
Gong,
Aaron Thompson,
Yellowson,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
June Days,
The Smoke,
Joey Negro,
The Shadows of Knight,
New York Dolls,
Blancmange,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Can,
Ralphi Rosario,
JFA,
Idris Muhammad,
The Moleskins,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Mandrill,
The Monks,
the Germs,
Rapeman,
Warsaw,
Shuggie Otis,
The Cure,
The Birthday Party,
Amon Düül,
Technova, Technova, Technova, Technova.
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.