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 Peru and from Columbus.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the snare 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 Girls At Our Best! to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 cv313. All the underground hits.
All Banda Bassotti tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Juan Atkins 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fugazi record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Skaos,
Maleditus Sound,
Yusef Lateef,
48th St. Collective,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Aloha Tigers,
Quantec,
Jesper Dahlback,
Judy Mowatt,
Pet Shop Boys,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The American Breed,
Amazonics,
Porter Ricks,
Sister Nancy,
Khruangbin,
Ten City,
Kevin Saunderson,
Barbara Tucker,
X-101,
Danielle Patucci,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
MDC,
Black Bananas,
Radiopuhelimet,
Deakin,
Tommy Roe,
The Sisters of Mercy,
KRS-One,
Avey Tare,
Prince Buster,
The Black Dice,
Black Sheep,
kango's stein massive,
Fatback Band,
The Happenings,
Rod Modell,
Aswad,
The Fall,
Simply Red,
The Invisible,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Moss Icon,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The New Christs,
Cecil Taylor,
The Flesh Eaters,
Ultimate Spinach,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Shadows of Knight,
Lyres,
Desert Stars,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Techniques,
Q65,
Hoover,
the Germs,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Jacob Miller,
Gang of Four,
Brass Construction,
Piero Umiliani,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx.
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.