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 Austria and from Lyon.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Sun Ra Arkestra to the funk 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 Jawbox. All the underground hits.
All X-Ray Spex tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grandmaster Flash 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minor Threat,
Shuggie Otis,
Sexual Harrassment,
Mantronix,
Grauzone,
Rekid,
Eric Copeland,
Symarip,
Sandy B,
Ultravox,
Girls At Our Best!,
Nas,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
8 Eyed Spy,
Public Enemy,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Sound,
The Victims,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Intrusion,
The Music Machine,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Slackers,
Gil Scott Heron,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
David McCallum,
June Days,
Jeff Lynne,
John Lydon,
Todd Rundgren,
Lindisfarne,
Eli Mardock,
The Dirtbombs,
The Mojo Men,
Henry Cow,
the Human League,
Amon Düül,
Half Japanese,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Crime,
Cluster,
The Monks,
June of 44,
Lower 48,
Magma,
Babytalk,
Joy Division,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Barclay James Harvest,
Soft Cell,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Gories,
Ten City,
The Walker Brothers,
Lightning Bolt,
Thee Headcoats,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Names,
Funky Four + One,
Joey Negro,
10cc,
The Black Dice,
The Selecter, The Selecter, The Selecter, The Selecter.
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.