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 Jamaica and from Salvador.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 KRS-One to the grime kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 David Axelrod. All the underground hits.
All Bizarre Inc. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Von Mondo 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Quantec record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
London Community Gospel Choir,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Happenings,
Q and Not U,
Deadbeat,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
L. Decosne,
The Stooges,
Interpol,
Davy DMX,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Move,
Theoretical Girls,
Barry Ungar,
Girls At Our Best!,
the Sonics,
CMW,
H. Thieme,
Mandrill,
Jeff Mills,
Quantec,
Roy Ayers,
Make Up,
Wire,
Marvin Gaye,
Scrapy,
Godley & Creme,
Joe Smooth,
Blake Baxter,
Matthew Halsall,
MDC,
Ronan,
Bobby Sherman,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
John Cale,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Darondo,
Half Japanese,
Popol Vuh,
Dave Gahan,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
PIL,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Stockholm Monsters,
Jesper Dahlback,
Pierre Henry,
The Wake,
Pole,
Reagan Youth,
Leonard Cohen,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Gories,
Tomorrow,
Lalann,
The Gladiators,
R.M.O.,
Eli Mardock,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force.
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.