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 Germany and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 Holger Czukay 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 Sly & The Family Stone to the techno 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 L. Decosne. All the underground hits.
All Todd Terry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wasted Youth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 sitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scientists record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Juan Atkins,
Hot Snakes,
Suicide,
Radio Birdman,
Deadbeat,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Mandrill,
Eric Copeland,
The Beau Brummels,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Martian,
Nils Olav,
Das Ding,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Gun Club,
La Düsseldorf,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The United States of America,
Fela Kuti,
Patti Smith,
AZ,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Quando Quango,
Stereo Dub,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Yaz,
the Human League,
Brass Construction,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Iggy Pop,
the Fania All-Stars,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Roxy Music,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Moody Blues,
Jeff Mills,
Index,
Goldenarms,
Swans,
June of 44,
World's Most,
Angry Samoans,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Golliwogs,
Yellowson,
Big Daddy Kane,
Radiopuhelimet,
Anakelly,
Tom Boy,
Kaleidoscope,
Pere Ubu,
the Germs,
The Modern Lovers,
Duran Duran,
Simply Red,
48th St. Collective,
Rufus Thomas,
the Association,
Pharoah Sanders,
Josef K,
Sun Ra Arkestra, Sun Ra Arkestra, Sun Ra Arkestra, Sun Ra Arkestra.
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.