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 Honduras and from Philadelphia.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 sitar 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 The Dave Clark Five to the dance 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 Sun City Girls. All the underground hits.
All Niagra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mantronix record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Goldenarms record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Amon Düül II,
Q and Not U,
A Certain Ratio,
Drive Like Jehu,
Brass Construction,
Brick,
Jacob Miller,
The United States of America,
June of 44,
Boogie Down Productions,
La Düsseldorf,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Flipper,
The Dave Clark Five,
Suburban Knight,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
the Sonics,
Lucky Dragons,
Agitation Free,
KRS-One,
Blossom Toes,
One Last Wish,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Minutemen,
Lebanon Hanover,
Black Sheep,
Lightning Bolt,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Can,
The Shadows of Knight,
Reuben Wilson,
The Sound,
Gang Green,
Harry Pussy,
the Normal,
Wings,
Cybotron,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
This Heat,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Aswad,
Camberwell Now,
Arthur Verocai,
Derrick May,
Warren Ellis,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Von Mondo,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Surgeon,
Pulsallama,
Ice-T,
The Moleskins,
Dual Sessions,
Bobby Byrd,
Joyce Sims,
Panda Bear,
Jeff Mills,
Parry Music,
Grey Daturas,
Pagans,
Stereo Dub,
Tres Demented, Tres Demented, Tres Demented, Tres Demented.
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.