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 Djibouti and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic 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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Yaz to the crunk 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 Oppenheimer Analysis. All the underground hits.
All Japan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Q65 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Todd Terry 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?
Con Funk Shun,
Albert Ayler,
Moebius,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Sound Behaviour,
Public Enemy,
Bizarre Inc.,
June Days,
Frankie Knuckles,
Gabor Szabo,
Anthony Braxton,
Juan Atkins,
Steve Hackett,
The Saints,
Model 500,
Boogie Down Productions,
Bush Tetras,
Byron Stingily,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Kerri Chandler,
Hoover,
Country Teasers,
Joensuu 1685,
Lower 48,
Scott Walker,
June of 44,
Brick,
Au Pairs,
Fela Kuti,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
John Holt,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Fall,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
8 Eyed Spy,
Crash Course in Science,
The Alarm Clocks,
Patti Smith,
Faust,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Tom Boy,
Freddie Wadling,
Cecil Taylor,
Idris Muhammad,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Althea and Donna,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Wire,
Amon Düül,
Sex Pistols,
Spoonie Gee,
Matthew Bourne,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Pantytec,
CMW,
The Fuzztones,
Echospace,
Quando Quango,
Lalo Schifrin,
Visage,
Nils Olav,
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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.