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 Albania and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide 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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the marimba 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 Franke to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 FM Einheit. All the underground hits.
All Michelle Simonal tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Robert Wyatt record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a JFA record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stereo Dub,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Moby Grape,
Danielle Patucci,
The Slits,
Avey Tare,
Pet Shop Boys,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Black Flag,
Con Funk Shun,
Gil Scott Heron,
Graham Central Station,
Lightning Bolt,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Cecil Taylor,
Loose Ends,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Standells,
Interpol,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Skatalites,
The Gun Club,
Magma,
The Trojans,
Sparks,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Soft Machine,
Lee Hazlewood,
Skriet,
The Blackbyrds,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Subhumans,
Marc Almond,
Chrome,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Suicide,
Donny Hathaway,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Smiths,
Todd Rundgren,
The Golliwogs,
Fear,
F. McDonald,
Electric Prunes,
Scan 7,
The Last Poets,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Crash Course in Science,
Model 500,
La Düsseldorf,
The Gladiators,
Bootsy Collins,
The Star Department,
Mo-Dettes,
Erykah Badu,
The Modern Lovers,
the Soft Cell,
Infiniti,
Roy Ayers,
The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Jesus and Mary Chain.
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.