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 France and from Bremen.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Black Pus to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Shuggie Otis. All the underground hits.
All Pantytec tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nils Olav 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Real Kids record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aaron Thompson,
Bush Tetras,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
kango's stein massive,
Radio Birdman,
Camberwell Now,
Organ,
One Last Wish,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Fugs,
The Cramps,
David Bowie,
cv313,
New York Dolls,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Newcleus,
Tres Demented,
Freddie Wadling,
Public Enemy,
Young Marble Giants,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Divine Comedy,
Big Daddy Kane,
Isaac Hayes,
The Index,
Slick Rick,
Gichy Dan,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Ohio Players,
Soft Machine,
Technova,
Niagra,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Cure,
Lyres,
Marmalade,
Liliput,
Arcadia,
Funkadelic,
Crash Course in Science,
T. Rex,
Infiniti,
Sonic Youth,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Man Eating Sloth,
Curtis Mayfield,
Arthur Verocai,
Andrew Hill,
Don Cherry,
Ludus,
The United States of America,
The Angels of Light,
Sonny Sharrock,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Crispy Ambulance,
Lakeside,
Bill Near,
Soft Cell,
Tubeway Army,
Livin' Joy,
Heaven 17,
The Seeds, The Seeds, The Seeds, The Seeds.
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.