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 Ecuador and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 linndrum 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 Mo-Dettes to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 D'Angelo. All the underground hits.
All Sun Ra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Slackers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Average White Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
CMW,
Niagra,
The Wake,
Liliput,
Scott Walker,
Black Bananas,
Kerri Chandler,
Deakin,
Easy Going,
Jimmy McGriff,
Darondo,
Cameo,
Ten City,
Blake Baxter,
Reagan Youth,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
OOIOO,
Television Personalities,
Babytalk,
Moby Grape,
Soulsonic Force,
Con Funk Shun,
Minutemen,
Soul Sonic Force,
Sister Nancy,
Joe Finger,
The Angels of Light,
Neu!,
Erasure,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Scan 7,
Vladislav Delay,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Flamin' Groovies,
Nick Fraelich,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Pole,
Hashim,
Drexciya,
Rotary Connection,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Gun Club,
Soft Machine,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Subhumans,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Dorothy Ashby,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Alison Limerick,
Parry Music,
B.T. Express,
The Knickerbockers,
Amazonics,
Newcleus,
Crispy Ambulance,
Radiohead,
Barclay James Harvest,
Roxy Music,
Aaron Thompson,
Inner City,
Motorama,
Avey Tare,
Pierre Henry, Pierre Henry, Pierre Henry, Pierre Henry.
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.