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 Afghanistan and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 DJ Sneak to the grime 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 Shoche. All the underground hits.
All The Cowsills tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Evens record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Velvet Underground record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Siglo XX,
Kenny Larkin,
These Immortal Souls,
Joe Finger,
Crispian St. Peters,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Motorama,
Nation of Ulysses,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Lungfish,
MDC,
Black Pus,
Boz Scaggs,
Scientists,
Youth Brigade,
Gang of Four,
E-Dancer,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Tim Buckley,
Patti Smith,
Roxette,
In Retrospect,
Severed Heads,
Easy Going,
Kayak,
The Modern Lovers,
Skaos,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Alphaville,
The American Breed,
Anthony Braxton,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Das Ding,
The Leaves,
Barclay James Harvest,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Gil Scott Heron,
Oblivians,
Terry Callier,
Chris & Cosey,
Moebius,
Sugar Minott,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Sam Rivers,
Niagra,
The Skatalites,
Yaz,
Freddie Wadling,
Aaron Thompson,
Angry Samoans,
Cabaret Voltaire,
KRS-One,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Circle Jerks,
World's Most,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Marshall Jefferson,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Sarah Menescal, Sarah Menescal, Sarah Menescal, Sarah Menescal.
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.