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 Qatar and from Spokane.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Columbus.
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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the 808 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 Scrapy to the funk 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 Black Bananas. All the underground hits.
All Bronski Beat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Crooked Eye 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Black Sheep record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sam Rivers,
Sonic Youth,
Newcleus,
The Zeros,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Byron Stingily,
Roxette,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Infiniti,
Cluster,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Residents,
Johnny Osbourne,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Lyres,
The Fall,
Bobby Womack,
Eurythmics,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Sound,
Buzzcocks,
Nas,
Yaz,
Little Man,
F. McDonald,
Minny Pops,
Rufus Thomas,
London Community Gospel Choir,
June Days,
Niagra,
Bad Manners,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Barclay James Harvest,
Bobby Byrd,
Andrew Hill,
John Holt,
Ronnie Foster,
Crash Course in Science,
The Techniques,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Real Kids,
Letta Mbulu,
T. Rex,
Scrapy,
Guru Guru,
Skarface,
Half Japanese,
Warren Ellis,
Porter Ricks,
The Index,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Dave Gahan,
Harpers Bizarre,
Animal Collective,
Spoonie Gee,
China Crisis,
kango's stein massive,
Skriet,
Wolf Eyes,
KRS-One,
Colin Newman, Colin Newman, Colin Newman, Colin Newman.
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.