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 Andorra and from Cairo.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 K-Klass to the disco 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 Faust. All the underground hits.
All The Pop Group tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scott Walker 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alton Ellis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Anthony Braxton,
Hardrive,
Niagra,
T.S.O.L.,
Joyce Sims,
Prince Buster,
Judy Mowatt,
Amazonics,
Ohio Players,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Dorothy Ashby,
Jandek,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Gichy Dan,
DJ Sneak,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Martian,
Ralphi Rosario,
Tres Demented,
The Golliwogs,
the Human League,
Los Fastidios,
The Star Department,
Franke,
the Soft Cell,
Robert Hood,
Infiniti,
Rekid,
Danielle Patucci,
Donny Hathaway,
Junior Murvin,
DNA,
The Fortunes,
Magma,
Susan Cadogan,
Tim Buckley,
Yellowson,
Camouflage,
KRS-One,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Jawbox,
Cecil Taylor,
Tom Boy,
Bill Near,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Gories,
Marc Almond,
Idris Muhammad,
Aloha Tigers,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Pantaleimon,
Accadde A,
Mandrill,
David Bowie,
Electric Prunes,
Shoche,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Roxy Music,
The New Christs,
Talk Talk,
New Order,
Don Cherry,
Scan 7, Scan 7, Scan 7, Scan 7.
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.