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 Hungary and from Taipei.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Lakeside to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Main Source. All the underground hits.
All Brass Construction tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grandmaster Flash 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 sitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Dave Clark Five record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dennis Brown,
Drive Like Jehu,
Neu!,
B.T. Express,
Magma,
The Associates,
The Knickerbockers,
Black Bananas,
Rufus Thomas,
Index,
kango's stein massive,
Moby Grape,
Faraquet,
DNA,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Dirtbombs,
Joensuu 1685,
Ronan,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Mojo Men,
Lightning Bolt,
Alice Coltrane,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Moebius,
In Retrospect,
Groovy Waters,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Marvin Gaye,
Saccharine Trust,
Nas,
Gang Starr,
DJ Sneak,
Icehouse,
D'Angelo,
Blossom Toes,
Slick Rick,
Archie Shepp,
Eyeless In Gaza,
These Immortal Souls,
The Evens,
Max Romeo,
The Shadows of Knight,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Cameo,
Amon Düül,
Faust,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Busters,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Kaleidoscope,
Fatback Band,
U.S. Maple,
Peter & Gordon,
The Remains,
Jeru the Damaja,
The J.B.'s,
Johnny Clarke,
Eddi Front,
The Monochrome Set,
The Raincoats, The Raincoats, The Raincoats, The Raincoats.
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.