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 Yemen and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the 808 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 The New Christs to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 DNA. All the underground hits.
All Drexciya tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wire 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kerri Chandler record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Model 500,
Eric Copeland,
Cal Tjader,
Leonard Cohen,
Essential Logic,
The Shadows of Knight,
Alice Coltrane,
the Slits,
kango's stein massive,
Duran Duran,
The Detroit Cobras,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Move,
Deepchord,
Rites of Spring,
The Moody Blues,
Shuggie Otis,
Reuben Wilson,
Bobby Womack,
ABC,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Dawn Penn,
Popol Vuh,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Suicide,
T.S.O.L.,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
These Immortal Souls,
James White and The Blacks,
Sarah Menescal,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Cymande,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Ronan,
Barrington Levy,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Ken Boothe,
Niagra,
Sonic Youth,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Fear,
X-102,
Robert Görl,
Rotary Connection,
Peter & Gordon,
E-Dancer,
Bobby Sherman,
One Last Wish,
Rufus Thomas,
The Victims,
Mo-Dettes,
Nik Kershaw,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Dennis Brown,
Terrestrial Tones,
The New Christs,
Buzzcocks,
Amazonics,
Scrapy,
Babytalk, Babytalk, Babytalk, Babytalk.
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.