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 Pakistan and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 Johannesburg and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
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 Kool Moe Dee to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Quantec. All the underground hits.
All The Blackbyrds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Bananas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Harpers Bizarre record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sixth Finger,
The Fuzztones,
Circle Jerks,
Magma,
Deakin,
David Bowie,
Lalo Schifrin,
Scan 7,
The United States of America,
Franke,
Lebanon Hanover,
Agitation Free,
Tubeway Army,
cv313,
Nils Olav,
Roy Ayers,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Alice Coltrane,
The Martian,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Television Personalities,
Lou Reed,
Alison Limerick,
The Electric Prunes,
Monolake,
Crime,
This Heat,
Gastr Del Sol,
Erykah Badu,
The Shadows of Knight,
Japan,
Aloha Tigers,
Leonard Cohen,
The Fall,
Mandrill,
Camouflage,
Joe Smooth,
Brothers Johnson,
Marc Almond,
U.S. Maple,
Panda Bear,
Technova,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Mission of Burma,
Matthew Bourne,
Yusef Lateef,
Zero Boys,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Crooked Eye,
Fifty Foot Hose,
La Düsseldorf,
Freddie Wadling,
Radio Birdman,
The Sonics,
The Divine Comedy,
Althea and Donna,
Lee Hazlewood,
Mary Jane Girls,
Robert Wyatt,
Little Man,
Patti Smith,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.
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.