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 Canada and from Spokane.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Mandrill to the crunk 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 James Chance & The Contortions. All the underground hits.
All LL Cool J tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lindisfarne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Blake Baxter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Swans,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Mantronix,
Guru Guru,
The Alarm Clocks,
Warren Ellis,
The Evens,
Gil Scott Heron,
Dead Boys,
Harmonia,
Simply Red,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Clear Light,
Negative Approach,
The Golliwogs,
Pulsallama,
Yazoo,
June of 44,
Alton Ellis,
Little Man,
Masters at Work,
Ice-T,
Sight & Sound,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Happenings,
Stockholm Monsters,
Urselle,
Bang On A Can,
Metal Thangz,
James White and The Blacks,
Gong,
Scrapy,
Brass Construction,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Kool Moe Dee,
Ituana,
Buzzcocks,
Newcleus,
June Days,
Archie Shepp,
Rotary Connection,
Organ,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
EPMD,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Remains,
The Moleskins,
Qualms,
Panda Bear,
The Monochrome Set,
Shoche,
Glambeats Corp.,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Scion,
Ultimate Spinach,
Siglo XX,
PIL,
Ultra Naté,
Bobby Womack, Bobby Womack, Bobby Womack, Bobby Womack.
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.