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 Peru and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 synthesizer 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 Soulsonic Force to the funk 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 Rosa Yemen. All the underground hits.
All Eric B and Rakim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Red Lorry Yellow Lorry record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Man Eating Sloth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Half Japanese,
The Standells,
Aural Exciters,
Jeff Mills,
MDC,
Moby Grape,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Terrestrial Tones,
Todd Rundgren,
The Cramps,
Hot Snakes,
The Searchers,
DJ Style,
Altered Images,
La Düsseldorf,
The Blackbyrds,
Soulsonic Force,
Subhumans,
The Shadows of Knight,
Dawn Penn,
Country Teasers,
Kerri Chandler,
Graham Central Station,
The Raincoats,
Eric Dolphy,
World's Most,
Harry Pussy,
The Velvet Underground,
Moss Icon,
Inner City,
Tubeway Army,
Nirvana,
Sonny Sharrock,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Invisible,
CMW,
Bad Manners,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
the Swans,
Zapp,
Scan 7,
Jeru the Damaja,
Sun City Girls,
Siglo XX,
The Gap Band,
Yaz,
Wire,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Japan,
Heaven 17,
Eric Copeland,
The Human League,
The Blues Magoos,
Monolake,
Mantronix,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Echospace,
Matthew Halsall,
Tomorrow,
Harpers Bizarre,
Cal Tjader,
FM Einheit, FM Einheit, FM Einheit, FM Einheit.
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.