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 Burundi and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the güiro 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 Archie Shepp to the rap kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Frankie Knuckles. All the underground hits.
All Warsaw tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dorothy Ashby record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jesper Dahlbäck record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kerri Chandler,
Eden Ahbez,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Peter & Gordon,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Robert Wyatt,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Mars,
Negative Approach,
Bang On A Can,
Blancmange,
Althea and Donna,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Shadows of Knight,
Khruangbin,
The Raincoats,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
David McCallum,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Dawn Penn,
The Count Five,
Excepter,
Cameo,
Curtis Mayfield,
DJ Sneak,
Fela Kuti,
Underground Resistance,
Pussy Galore,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Rosa Yemen,
Lucky Dragons,
Todd Terry,
Y Pants,
The Velvet Underground,
Piero Umiliani,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Morten Harket,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Connie Case,
Sixth Finger,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
MDC,
Marcia Griffiths,
Pantaleimon,
Public Enemy,
Erykah Badu,
Pierre Henry,
K-Klass,
Organ,
FM Einheit,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Make Up,
John Foxx,
Donald Byrd,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
the Association,
Marvin Gaye,
Michelle Simonal,
Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica.
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.