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 China and from Cairo.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
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 Fear to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Deepchord. All the underground hits.
All Aaron Thompson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Patti Smith record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 an arpeggiator and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ralphi Rosario record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Matthew Halsall,
Pantytec,
Donald Byrd,
The Gories,
Scion,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Junior Murvin,
Half Japanese,
the Swans,
Grey Daturas,
Amon Düül II,
Main Source,
Michelle Simonal,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Erykah Badu,
Toni Rubio,
Robert Wyatt,
Carl Craig,
Althea and Donna,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Adolescents,
Cal Tjader,
Gil Scott Heron,
Panda Bear,
DNA,
Rotary Connection,
Boogie Down Productions,
Skarface,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Pulsallama,
Monolake,
The Skatalites,
Pagans,
Infiniti,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Real Kids,
Q and Not U,
Eddi Front,
Ten City,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Glambeats Corp.,
8 Eyed Spy,
Cheater Slicks,
Au Pairs,
Charles Mingus,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Siglo XX,
The Slackers,
Livin' Joy,
The Velvet Underground,
Reagan Youth,
Sonic Youth,
Make Up,
48th St. Collective,
Can,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Nils Olav,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
LL Cool J,
Average White Band,
Pussy Galore,
The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers, The Walker 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.