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 Vanuatu and from Tokyo.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Throbbing Gristle to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Radiopuhelimet. All the underground hits.
All De La Soul & Jungle Brothers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rites of Spring record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 theremin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Clear Light record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 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?
Jacob Miller,
the Bar-Kays,
Big Daddy Kane,
Arab on Radar,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Arcadia,
Man Eating Sloth,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Walker Brothers,
Con Funk Shun,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
kango's stein massive,
Young Marble Giants,
Susan Cadogan,
Flipper,
Kenny Larkin,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Ronnie Foster,
The Gories,
Curtis Mayfield,
Girls At Our Best!,
Bobby Byrd,
Smog,
Guru Guru,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
New Order,
The Divine Comedy,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Roxette,
Boogie Down Productions,
Albert Ayler,
Bluetip,
Kaleidoscope,
Panda Bear,
The Black Dice,
Average White Band,
Fluxion,
Dark Day,
Fatback Band,
Crispy Ambulance,
cv313,
H. Thieme,
48th St. Collective,
Whodini,
Dave Gahan,
Au Pairs,
Carl Craig,
Tom Boy,
Pylon,
Animal Collective,
Little Man,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
the Swans,
Rotary Connection,
Danielle Patucci,
Essential Logic,
The J.B.'s,
Model 500,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Can,
Scan 7,
Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth.
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.