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 Dominican Republic and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Nick Fraelich to the electroclash 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 The Misunderstood. All the underground hits.
All Lungfish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 a sitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cramps record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Gap Band,
JFA,
Patti Smith,
T.S.O.L.,
Skriet,
Spandau Ballet,
Altered Images,
Cal Tjader,
Josef K,
Slave,
Harry Pussy,
The Smoke,
Agent Orange,
The Mummies,
The Blackbyrds,
Gastr Del Sol,
Main Source,
Marshall Jefferson,
Echospace,
Rod Modell,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Country Teasers,
Wally Richardson,
48th St. Collective,
Yellowson,
The Fall,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Lee Hazlewood,
Pierre Henry,
Kayak,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Bronski Beat,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Jimmy McGriff,
John Coltrane,
Simply Red,
OOIOO,
Gang Green,
The Toasters,
the Slits,
The Martian,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Saints,
KRS-One,
Barry Ungar,
Ponytail,
David Bowie,
Man Eating Sloth,
Pantaleimon,
K-Klass,
Circle Jerks,
La Düsseldorf,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Faraquet,
Surgeon,
Quando Quango,
Dawn Penn,
Drexciya,
Jeru the Damaja,
Marvin Gaye,
Kings Of Tomorrow, Kings Of Tomorrow, Kings Of Tomorrow, Kings Of Tomorrow.
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.