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 the UAE and from Shanghai.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the güiro 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 Groovy Waters to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Gang Green. All the underground hits.
All Section 25 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tubeway Army record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Music Machine,
Swans,
D'Angelo,
Eddi Front,
Audionom,
Rapeman,
Alison Limerick,
Hardrive,
The Moleskins,
Zero Boys,
Outsiders,
Danielle Patucci,
Zapp,
Magazine,
Con Funk Shun,
Minnie Riperton,
James Chance & The Contortions,
the Bar-Kays,
Monks,
The Buckinghams,
Qualms,
Pulsallama,
The Durutti Column,
the Soft Cell,
Eli Mardock,
Blake Baxter,
David McCallum,
Dawn Penn,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Oblivians,
Jimmy McGriff,
Brass Construction,
Mo-Dettes,
Andrew Hill,
Dual Sessions,
Stockholm Monsters,
Michelle Simonal,
Roger Hodgson,
OOIOO,
Can,
The Selecter,
The Doors,
Absolute Body Control,
Eurythmics,
Darondo,
The Standells,
Arcadia,
Agitation Free,
Bluetip,
Bob Dylan,
Rosa Yemen,
These Immortal Souls,
Eric Copeland,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Cybotron,
The Cramps,
Rakim,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Soft Machine,
New Order, New Order, New Order, New Order.
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.