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 Costa Rica and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Khruangbin to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Chris Corsano. All the underground hits.
All JFA tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bill Wells 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a DNA record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joensuu 1685,
Soulsonic Force,
Boz Scaggs,
The J.B.'s,
Outsiders,
EPMD,
Avey Tare,
Sam Rivers,
Soft Cell,
The Human League,
Little Man,
Roger Hodgson,
Frankie Knuckles,
Slick Rick,
Crispy Ambulance,
Liliput,
Yaz,
Marshall Jefferson,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Sonics,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Last Poets,
the Soft Cell,
Pole,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Alphaville,
Sonic Youth,
Davy DMX,
D'Angelo,
Michelle Simonal,
Duran Duran,
David Axelrod,
Intrusion,
Quadrant,
Archie Shepp,
Drexciya,
Big Daddy Kane,
Wally Richardson,
Gregory Isaacs,
Massinfluence,
The Monochrome Set,
Todd Terry,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Cecil Taylor,
Warsaw,
K-Klass,
X-Ray Spex,
Chris & Cosey,
Gabor Szabo,
Malaria!,
Kevin Saunderson,
Zero Boys,
Metal Thangz,
The Dead C,
Prince Buster,
London Community Gospel Choir,
David Bowie,
E-Dancer,
Moebius,
Erasure,
The Fire Engines,
MDC,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282.
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.