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 Brunei and from New York.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
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 OOIOO to the electroclash 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 Eddi Front. All the underground hits.
All Heaven 17 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sight & Sound record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 an arpeggiator and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Be Bop Deluxe record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sonic Youth,
Animal Collective,
Flash Fearless,
the Soft Cell,
Hardrive,
Jacob Miller,
The Monochrome Set,
Theoretical Girls,
Crispy Ambulance,
Harry Pussy,
Main Source,
Nas,
Ituana,
Chris Corsano,
Magma,
Prince Buster,
JFA,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Japan,
Barbara Tucker,
Erykah Badu,
Gang Starr,
The Music Machine,
Kurtis Blow,
Scion,
Pulsallama,
Warsaw,
Vladislav Delay,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Mr. Review,
The Fire Engines,
Model 500,
Kenny Larkin,
The Last Poets,
Mary Jane Girls,
Aural Exciters,
Eurythmics,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Sällskapet,
The J.B.'s,
The Modern Lovers,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Johnny Clarke,
Aloha Tigers,
Boz Scaggs,
Girls At Our Best!,
Harpers Bizarre,
Bill Near,
Desert Stars,
MDC,
The Names,
The Slackers,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
These Immortal Souls,
Crime,
Joey Negro,
Tomorrow,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Judy Mowatt,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Ossler,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers.
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.