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 Finland and from Woodstock.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 guitar 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 Minutemen to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Johnny Osbourne. All the underground hits.
All Lalann tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pole 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sonic Youth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Misunderstood,
T. Rex,
Throbbing Gristle,
Basic Channel,
New Order,
Rhythm & Sound,
Barry Ungar,
Dennis Brown,
The Motions,
Lalann,
Lower 48,
The Martian,
Adolescents,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Faust,
Yusef Lateef,
The Pop Group,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Duran Duran,
The Mojo Men,
Gil Scott Heron,
Eden Ahbez,
Joe Finger,
Funky Four + One,
Little Man,
Eli Mardock,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Joyce Sims,
Gichy Dan,
Kevin Saunderson,
Gang of Four,
Sixth Finger,
Radiopuhelimet,
Letta Mbulu,
Drive Like Jehu,
Marvin Gaye,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Vladislav Delay,
James White and The Blacks,
Reagan Youth,
Sight & Sound,
The Fugs,
Clear Light,
X-Ray Spex,
Stereo Dub,
Lalo Schifrin,
Byron Stingily,
Sonny Sharrock,
Dave Gahan,
Yaz,
The Index,
Crash Course in Science,
Moss Icon,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Fire Engines,
The Move,
Fugazi,
Piero Umiliani,
The Seeds,
Interpol, Interpol, Interpol, Interpol.
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.