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 India and from Philadelphia.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the oboe 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 John Cale to the crunk 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 Drive Like Jehu. All the underground hits.
All Andrew Hill tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeff Mills record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joey Negro record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Maurizio,
kango's stein massive,
Basic Channel,
Quadrant,
Mo-Dettes,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Big Daddy Kane,
Circle Jerks,
U.S. Maple,
Shuggie Otis,
Whodini,
Peter & Gordon,
Trumans Water,
Mad Mike,
Mantronix,
The Mojo Men,
the Fania All-Stars,
Sister Nancy,
Erykah Badu,
Sonic Youth,
The Leaves,
Delon & Dalcan,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Section 25,
Arcadia,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Bobby Sherman,
The Smoke,
Deakin,
K-Klass,
Jawbox,
Fugazi,
Jandek,
The Doors,
Chris & Cosey,
Gabor Szabo,
David McCallum,
Wally Richardson,
Bill Near,
Terry Callier,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Nils Olav,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Ornette Coleman,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Youth Brigade,
Pulsallama,
Delta 5,
The Misunderstood,
Isaac Hayes,
The Angels of Light,
Groovy Waters,
Stetsasonic,
Alton Ellis,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Sarah Menescal,
Ossler,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Patti Smith,
Japan,
Kas Product, Kas Product, Kas Product, Kas Product.
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.