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 Kiribati and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Edmonton.
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 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 The Mighty Diamonds to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Last Poets. All the underground hits.
All Justin Hinds & The Dominoes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a China Crisis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet 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?
Harpers Bizarre,
Fugazi,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The J.B.'s,
Icehouse,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Moleskins,
The Zeros,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Kaleidoscope,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Pantytec,
Eric Dolphy,
Peter and Kerry,
Scott Walker,
Smog,
Dorothy Ashby,
Rekid,
Eve St. Jones,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Slick Rick,
Alphaville,
The Blackbyrds,
Guru Guru,
DJ Sneak,
Man Eating Sloth,
Bang On A Can,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Ohio Players,
Lou Reed,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Spandau Ballet,
Can,
Khruangbin,
Ten City,
The Invisible,
Cymande,
Gregory Isaacs,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Jerry's Kids,
R.M.O.,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Jacques Brel,
Tres Demented,
Bootsy Collins,
Gang of Four,
The Dead C,
The Associates,
Delon & Dalcan,
Malaria!,
Suburban Knight,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Easy Going,
Zero Boys,
The Neon Judgement,
Outsiders,
Oneida,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Leaves, The Leaves, The Leaves, The Leaves.
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.