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 Panama and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Oneida to the rap 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 Derrick May. All the underground hits.
All Pierre Henry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lyres record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 theremin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New Order record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
New Age Steppers,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Alison Limerick,
Dual Sessions,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Robert Görl,
Newcleus,
Jawbox,
Prince Buster,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Marine Girls,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Fatback Band,
Tres Demented,
Masters at Work,
The Dead C,
Sällskapet,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Motions,
OOIOO,
Porter Ricks,
Fluxion,
The Standells,
The Seeds,
Colin Newman,
Soft Machine,
The Selecter,
Model 500,
Kerri Chandler,
Tim Buckley,
Reagan Youth,
The Last Poets,
Nation of Ulysses,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Human League,
A Certain Ratio,
Crooked Eye,
Harmonia,
Aswad,
8 Eyed Spy,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Slave,
John Coltrane,
The American Breed,
Lalann,
June of 44,
Brass Construction,
the Human League,
Glenn Branca,
The Grass Roots,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Alice Coltrane,
Howard Jones,
Panda Bear,
Jeru the Damaja,
Public Image Ltd.,
Ohio Players,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Bob Dylan,
Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal.
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.