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 Malaysia and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 mellotron 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 Marine Girls to the crunk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 The Shadows of Knight. All the underground hits.
All Hot Snakes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jerry's Kids 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Curtis Mayfield record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Skarface,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Sam Rivers,
Fela Kuti,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Stereo Dub,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Red Krayola,
Motorama,
Sällskapet,
New Order,
Quadrant,
Barclay James Harvest,
Rufus Thomas,
Sonny Sharrock,
Eden Ahbez,
Visage,
Icehouse,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Danielle Patucci,
T.S.O.L.,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Urselle,
Boogie Down Productions,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Gories,
The Alarm Clocks,
Cymande,
Roy Ayers,
Barrington Levy,
The Doors,
Barry Ungar,
June Days,
Eric Dolphy,
Q65,
Intrusion,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Average White Band,
Whodini,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
China Crisis,
Radiohead,
Unrelated Segments,
The Detroit Cobras,
Radiopuhelimet,
Anthony Braxton,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Radio Birdman,
John Lydon,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Monochrome Set,
Kenny Larkin,
Lungfish,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
DJ Sneak,
Minutemen,
The Fuzztones,
Con Funk Shun,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Aswad, Aswad, Aswad, Aswad.
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.