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 Netherlands and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the snare 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 Barbara Tucker to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Vaughan Mason & Crew. All the underground hits.
All Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane 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 organ and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Negative Approach record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
a-ha,
The Evens,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Happenings,
Althea and Donna,
The Red Krayola,
X-Ray Spex,
The Divine Comedy,
Inner City,
the Association,
48th St. Collective,
Letta Mbulu,
Wire,
Depeche Mode,
AZ,
June of 44,
Blossom Toes,
La Düsseldorf,
Pylon,
Japan,
Tommy Roe,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Sex Pistols,
The Electric Prunes,
Brick,
Rotary Connection,
The Doobie Brothers,
Dennis Brown,
Idris Muhammad,
Godley & Creme,
Alison Limerick,
Ohio Players,
Eden Ahbez,
Blake Baxter,
Donny Hathaway,
World's Most,
Todd Terry,
Vladislav Delay,
Camouflage,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Second Layer,
the Slits,
Public Enemy,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
These Immortal Souls,
Visage,
Negative Approach,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Litter,
Talk Talk,
Ponytail,
Byron Stingily,
Junior Murvin,
The Searchers,
JFA,
The Five Americans,
The Velvet Underground,
T.S.O.L.,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Frankie Knuckles,
Mad Mike,
F. McDonald, F. McDonald, F. McDonald, F. McDonald.
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.