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 Guinea and from Houston.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Jesper Dahlback to the grunge 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic. All the underground hits.
All Groovy Waters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Terror Squad Feat. Camron record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dead Boys record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Chris & Cosey,
Kool Moe Dee,
Juan Atkins,
The Associates,
Second Layer,
The Walker Brothers,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Radiohead,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Fugs,
Soul Sonic Force,
EPMD,
Interpol,
Zero Boys,
Ponytail,
New York Dolls,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Pantaleimon,
Essential Logic,
Scientists,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
the Bar-Kays,
Goldenarms,
Monolake,
The Moody Blues,
Eden Ahbez,
The Invisible,
Joe Smooth,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Bill Wells,
Soul II Soul,
the Association,
Soulsonic Force,
Inner City,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Idris Muhammad,
Flipper,
The Busters,
Oblivians,
X-102,
Panda Bear,
Nation of Ulysses,
Alice Coltrane,
Scan 7,
the Slits,
Glenn Branca,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Happenings,
Quando Quango,
Fear,
Mary Jane Girls,
John Coltrane,
Swans,
Erasure,
Chrome,
Kaleidoscope,
Nico,
Thompson Twins,
Pole,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Smoke,
X-101, X-101, X-101, X-101.
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.