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 Kyrgyzstan and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Drexciya to the grime 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 Young Marble Giants. All the underground hits.
All Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scan 7 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cymande,
the Slits,
Ronan,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Adolescents,
Alice Coltrane,
Desert Stars,
Make Up,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Q65,
Dark Day,
Altered Images,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Pop Group,
Donald Byrd,
X-102,
FM Einheit,
Terrestrial Tones,
Throbbing Gristle,
Drexciya,
Joe Smooth,
Lebanon Hanover,
Parry Music,
Scrapy,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Ten City,
Minor Threat,
Lower 48,
Deadbeat,
Wasted Youth,
Susan Cadogan,
Skarface,
Gichy Dan,
Ice-T,
Soft Cell,
Kool Moe Dee,
Lindisfarne,
Sixth Finger,
Absolute Body Control,
Bang On A Can,
The Seeds,
Scientists,
Goldenarms,
Avey Tare,
The Shadows of Knight,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Fluxion,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Buckinghams,
Gang of Four,
Amon Düül II,
Mo-Dettes,
Roy Ayers,
Juan Atkins,
The Busters,
Josef K,
Nils Olav,
Ken Boothe,
The United States of America,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Echospace,
Intrusion,
Barbara Tucker, Barbara Tucker, Barbara Tucker, Barbara Tucker.
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.