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 Zambia and from Columbus.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Soul Sonic Force to the rock 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 John Lydon. All the underground hits.
All Fort Wilson Riot tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deepchord record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 guitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Graham Central Station record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Newcleus,
Camouflage,
The Trojans,
Lucky Dragons,
Second Layer,
Brick,
The Birthday Party,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Gang of Four,
kango's stein massive,
John Holt,
Adolescents,
Fatback Band,
Ice-T,
Bush Tetras,
Yusef Lateef,
Wire,
Crash Course in Science,
John Coltrane,
Rod Modell,
Bob Dylan,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Cameo,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Sonics,
Shoche,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Fela Kuti,
AZ,
Sun Ra,
Scan 7,
Mary Jane Girls,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Steve Hackett,
John Cale,
Infiniti,
Fear,
The Real Kids,
Panda Bear,
Monolake,
Man Eating Sloth,
Harmonia,
Kurtis Blow,
New York Dolls,
Grandmaster Flash,
Davy DMX,
Ludus,
Average White Band,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Cluster,
the Soft Cell,
The Red Krayola,
Porter Ricks,
EPMD,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Lalo Schifrin,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Tim Buckley,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Arcadia, Arcadia, Arcadia, Arcadia.
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.