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 Fiji and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Vladislav Delay to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Pussy Galore. All the underground hits.
All Flipper tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kas Product 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Severed Heads,
Kenny Larkin,
Marcia Griffiths,
DJ Sneak,
Yaz,
The Victims,
Rotary Connection,
Minny Pops,
Gil Scott Heron,
Rekid,
Gang Starr,
Circle Jerks,
Country Teasers,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Cosmic Jokers,
One Last Wish,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Skaos,
Section 25,
Marine Girls,
Terry Callier,
Half Japanese,
Wasted Youth,
Terrestrial Tones,
Harry Pussy,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Moby Grape,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Ultra Naté,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Gladiators,
Motorama,
Eden Ahbez,
Joe Finger,
Barclay James Harvest,
Chris & Cosey,
The Young Rascals,
Heaven 17,
New York Dolls,
Mad Mike,
48th St. Collective,
Television,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Glenn Branca,
Eurythmics,
Au Pairs,
Crispian St. Peters,
ABBA,
the Association,
the Soft Cell,
Delon & Dalcan,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Misunderstood,
Eve St. Jones,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Juan Atkins,
Joe Smooth,
Make Up,
Godley & Creme,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Toni Rubio,
The United States of America, The United States of America, The United States of America, The United States of America.
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.