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 Norway and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Bronski Beat show in Brixton.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 The Jesus and Mary Chain to the rap kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Sonic Youth. All the underground hits.
All Brand Nubian tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hardrive record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Animal Collective record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Smiths,
Half Japanese,
The Shadows of Knight,
Boogie Down Productions,
Khruangbin,
Spoonie Gee,
Gang of Four,
T. Rex,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Yellowson,
The Cowsills,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Agent Orange,
Sister Nancy,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Neon Judgement,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Zeros,
Make Up,
Brass Construction,
Bill Near,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Fortunes,
Lower 48,
Eric Dolphy,
Nation of Ulysses,
Visage,
Royal Trux,
EPMD,
The Fugs,
The Tremeloes,
Ronan,
Sam Rivers,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Roxette,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Maurizio,
The United States of America,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
John Holt,
Stetsasonic,
MC5,
Man Parrish,
Sonic Youth,
Smog,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Soft Machine,
R.M.O.,
CMW,
Scott Walker,
Grey Daturas,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Jeff Mills,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Electric Light Orchestra,
David McCallum,
Darondo,
The Raincoats,
Carl Craig,
Nas,
K-Klass,
Marshall Jefferson,
Robert Wyatt, Robert Wyatt, Robert Wyatt, Robert Wyatt.
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.