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 Guyana and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 KRS-One to the techno 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 Nas. All the underground hits.
All Livin' Joy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Can 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 '50s 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 Essential Logic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gastr Del Sol,
Joe Finger,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Swans,
Zero Boys,
Kenny Larkin,
Todd Terry,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Fear,
Matthew Halsall,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Joe Smooth,
The Fugs,
Con Funk Shun,
Blossom Toes,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Victims,
Gabor Szabo,
Cluster,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Smiths,
Alton Ellis,
Rufus Thomas,
Oblivians,
Scott Walker,
The Moleskins,
New York Dolls,
Soft Machine,
The Stooges,
MDC,
Clear Light,
The Raincoats,
Blake Baxter,
The Smoke,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The J.B.'s,
The Tremeloes,
Pagans,
Cameo,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Stereo Dub,
Neil Young,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Stockholm Monsters,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Birthday Party,
Gang Green,
Dorothy Ashby,
Bang On A Can,
JFA,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Sparks,
The Monochrome Set,
Scientists,
The Gap Band,
Bauhaus, Bauhaus, Bauhaus, Bauhaus.
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.