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 Georgia and from Woodstock.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Tokyo.
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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Sixth Finger to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 The New Christs. All the underground hits.
All Johnny Clarke tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rahsaan Roland Kirk record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Derrick Morgan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric B and Rakim,
John Foxx,
Basic Channel,
The Doobie Brothers,
Monolake,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Electric Prunes,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
New Age Steppers,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Fortunes,
Ituana,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Erasure,
Slick Rick,
Alison Limerick,
Ossler,
Girls At Our Best!,
Rites of Spring,
The Names,
The Zeros,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Pop Group,
Gil Scott Heron,
Ornette Coleman,
Eli Mardock,
Sun Ra,
Jawbox,
Goldenarms,
Average White Band,
Bush Tetras,
New Order,
Yusef Lateef,
Sugar Minott,
Visage,
Jandek,
Sister Nancy,
Scientists,
Flamin' Groovies,
the Slits,
Faraquet,
Hashim,
Danielle Patucci,
Junior Murvin,
The Evens,
Public Enemy,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Pere Ubu,
Eden Ahbez,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Frankie Knuckles,
Von Mondo,
Don Cherry,
the Fania All-Stars,
F. McDonald,
Section 25,
June of 44,
World's Most,
Soft Machine,
Eve St. Jones,
Cecil Taylor, Cecil Taylor, Cecil Taylor, Cecil Taylor.
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.