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 Guatemala and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
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 Gian Franco Pienzio to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Simply Red. All the underground hits.
All The New Christs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pierre Henry record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Derrick Morgan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sun Ra Arkestra,
James White and The Blacks,
Yaz,
Jacques Brel,
MDC,
Johnny Clarke,
Wally Richardson,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Mars,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Clear Light,
Groovy Waters,
The Happenings,
Gregory Isaacs,
John Cale,
Carl Craig,
Dual Sessions,
Mr. Review,
Janne Schatter,
Nils Olav,
Soulsonic Force,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Newcleus,
Pharoah Sanders,
Kool Moe Dee,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Walker Brothers,
Ten City,
The Names,
Neil Young,
The Sound,
Eddi Front,
DJ Style,
Unrelated Segments,
The Knickerbockers,
Skaos,
Kerri Chandler,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Basic Channel,
Glenn Branca,
Prince Buster,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Hashim,
Jacob Miller,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Arab on Radar,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Black Moon,
Monks,
The Leaves,
Oblivians,
Hasil Adkins,
Procol Harum,
Barclay James Harvest,
Quando Quango,
Chris & Cosey,
Surgeon,
Loose Ends,
Ice-T,
Brass Construction, Brass Construction, Brass Construction, Brass Construction.
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.