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 Belgium and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Model 500 to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Neu!. All the underground hits.
All Gang Green tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Johnny Osbourne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Negative Approach record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barry Ungar,
Loose Ends,
Fear,
Marc Almond,
kango's stein massive,
DJ Style,
Deakin,
Jawbox,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Anakelly,
Unwound,
The Invisible,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Sexual Harrassment,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Fugs,
Easy Going,
The Leaves,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Monks,
Byron Stingily,
Pantaleimon,
Whodini,
Cymande,
These Immortal Souls,
Liliput,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
June of 44,
Boredoms,
Moebius,
Tears for Fears,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Buckinghams,
Interpol,
Nico,
Tommy Roe,
Hasil Adkins,
Michelle Simonal,
The United States of America,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Rakim,
Marvin Gaye,
Sparks,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Eddi Front,
Robert Wyatt,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Neu!,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Section 25,
Rapeman,
The Wake,
The Alarm Clocks,
Gregory Isaacs,
Matthew Halsall,
Lucky Dragons,
Gabor Szabo,
Flash Fearless,
The Remains,
Warsaw,
Girls At Our Best!,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band.
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.