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 Congo and from Seoul.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 sitar 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 Rakim to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Wings. All the underground hits.
All Heaven 17 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Massinfluence record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Vainqueur record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
PIL,
Unrelated Segments,
Marvin Gaye,
Agitation Free,
Faraquet,
Monolake,
Bizarre Inc.,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Negative Approach,
Nico,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Fugs,
Vainqueur,
Con Funk Shun,
Dual Sessions,
Minutemen,
Warren Ellis,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Connie Case,
Roger Hodgson,
The Young Rascals,
Marc Almond,
Gang Gang Dance,
ABC,
Soul II Soul,
The Gun Club,
Soulsonic Force,
Gabor Szabo,
David McCallum,
Unwound,
Cameo,
Pierre Henry,
The Move,
Mantronix,
Faust,
The Pretty Things,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
FM Einheit,
EPMD,
June of 44,
Sixth Finger,
Grandmaster Flash,
Dark Day,
Laurel Aitken,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Trojans,
Black Moon,
Drive Like Jehu,
Funky Four + One,
Duran Duran,
Harmonia,
Young Marble Giants,
Yaz,
The Victims,
Soft Machine,
Gil Scott Heron,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Supertramp,
Groovy Waters,
The Raincoats, The Raincoats, The Raincoats, The Raincoats.
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.