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 Guyana and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 guitar 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 Quantec to the electroclash 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 June Days. All the underground hits.
All Porter Ricks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Dave Clark Five record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Chrome record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Interpol,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Monochrome Set,
Johnny Clarke,
John Lydon,
Connie Case,
Judy Mowatt,
Lakeside,
Outsiders,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Mars,
The Knickerbockers,
The Fugs,
Bad Manners,
Dorothy Ashby,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Martian,
Cymande,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Young Rascals,
Lou Christie,
Lindisfarne,
Anthony Braxton,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Juan Atkins,
Tim Buckley,
Bootsy Collins,
Tom Boy,
EPMD,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Cramps,
Marine Girls,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Eric Copeland,
Rekid,
cv313,
Eric Dolphy,
U.S. Maple,
Carl Craig,
Bob Dylan,
Janne Schatter,
kango's stein massive,
Kenny Larkin,
Hasil Adkins,
The Names,
Slave,
Bobby Womack,
Gregory Isaacs,
Anakelly,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Aloha Tigers,
John Cale,
Yaz,
The Walker Brothers,
Black Pus,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Jawbox,
Sixth Finger,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls.
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.