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 France and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Inner City to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Ralphi Rosario. All the underground hits.
All The Blackbyrds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Soft Cell 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a cv313 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare 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?
Brothers Johnson,
The Misunderstood,
Unrelated Segments,
The Monochrome Set,
The Litter,
Franke,
Aural Exciters,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
T.S.O.L.,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
10cc,
Gregory Isaacs,
Josef K,
Davy DMX,
Avey Tare,
Maurizio,
Cal Tjader,
Unwound,
The Angels of Light,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Little Man,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Smoke,
Cluster,
Pharoah Sanders,
Sarah Menescal,
Ten City,
Erykah Badu,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Letta Mbulu,
Bad Manners,
Nils Olav,
Todd Terry,
Aaron Thompson,
Soft Machine,
Mark Hollis,
Guru Guru,
Goldenarms,
Groovy Waters,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Black Bananas,
Spoonie Gee,
Second Layer,
Susan Cadogan,
Hashim,
Boredoms,
The Star Department,
Funkadelic,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
LL Cool J,
Surgeon,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Girls At Our Best!,
The New Christs,
John Lydon,
Malaria!,
Terry Callier,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Liliput,
The Slits,
Ronan, Ronan, Ronan, Ronan.
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.