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 El Salvador and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 Lyon and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the 808 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 Amon Düül II to the dance kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Gil Scott Heron. All the underground hits.
All Louis and Bebe Barron tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ten City 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun Ra Arkestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eden Ahbez,
Rakim,
Tears for Fears,
Kevin Saunderson,
48th St. Collective,
Minutemen,
Scrapy,
Aural Exciters,
Chris & Cosey,
The Standells,
Quando Quango,
Saccharine Trust,
Ossler,
John Coltrane,
The Martian,
Popol Vuh,
Television,
Rites of Spring,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Grass Roots,
Eric Copeland,
The Move,
Essential Logic,
Lou Reed,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Rosa Yemen,
Ronan,
Blake Baxter,
Sonny Sharrock,
Marvin Gaye,
Mad Mike,
Make Up,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Cheater Slicks,
Jandek,
Scott Walker,
The Human League,
Roy Ayers,
Fatback Band,
Barbara Tucker,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Bad Manners,
Bronski Beat,
La Düsseldorf,
Tropical Tobacco,
DJ Sneak,
Sexual Harrassment,
Niagra,
Gerry Rafferty,
X-101,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Joy Division,
Surgeon,
Roxette,
FM Einheit,
Graham Central Station,
The Toasters,
Skriet,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Golliwogs,
Bill Wells,
The Residents, The Residents, The Residents, The Residents.
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.