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 Algeria and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Avey Tare. All the underground hits.
All Neil Young & Crazy Horse tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Arthur Verocai record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Animal Collective record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joy Division,
In Retrospect,
Rufus Thomas,
Bad Manners,
Jeff Mills,
Josef K,
Royal Trux,
The Leaves,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Electric Prunes,
Joensuu 1685,
Rhythm & Sound,
Ultimate Spinach,
Eden Ahbez,
Radiohead,
Robert Wyatt,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Youth Brigade,
Thompson Twins,
Minnie Riperton,
Maleditus Sound,
The Selecter,
Surgeon,
Toni Rubio,
Theoretical Girls,
Ossler,
Con Funk Shun,
Joe Smooth,
Quadrant,
Eric Dolphy,
Parry Music,
Dorothy Ashby,
Scrapy,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
KRS-One,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Velvet Underground,
Pagans,
Schoolly D,
Vainqueur,
Erasure,
Lalo Schifrin,
Ronnie Foster,
Morten Harket,
Aural Exciters,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Eddi Front,
World's Most,
Archie Shepp,
Grey Daturas,
Bang On A Can,
The Misunderstood,
Carl Craig,
Unwound,
Connie Case,
Spoonie Gee,
Radio Birdman,
The Black Dice,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Janne Schatter,
Cybotron,
the Association, the Association, the Association, the Association.
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.