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 Barbados and from Philadelphia.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the 808 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 Leonard Cohen 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 Minny Pops. All the underground hits.
All Minutemen tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Glenn Branca 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rahsaan Roland Kirk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alice Coltrane,
Todd Rundgren,
Excepter,
The Zeros,
Maurizio,
The Doors,
Althea and Donna,
John Holt,
Popol Vuh,
Gang Starr,
Surgeon,
The Five Americans,
Sonic Youth,
The Mojo Men,
Underground Resistance,
Easy Going,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
U.S. Maple,
John Foxx,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Groovy Waters,
Make Up,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Lightning Bolt,
Eric Dolphy,
Crash Course in Science,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Franke,
Sparks,
the Human League,
Eddi Front,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Black Dice,
Funkadelic,
Big Daddy Kane,
Kerri Chandler,
Bobby Sherman,
The Saints,
Magma,
Shoche,
Marcia Griffiths,
Scrapy,
Soft Cell,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Count Five,
New York Dolls,
D'Angelo,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Fugs,
Idris Muhammad,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Moss Icon,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Doobie Brothers,
Roy Ayers,
Joe Smooth,
The Skatalites,
Scratch Acid,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Brass Construction, Brass Construction, Brass Construction, Brass Construction.
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.