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 Romania and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Lucky Dragons to the rap kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 DJ Style. All the underground hits.
All Sun Ra Arkestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bob Dylan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 synthesizer and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Neu! record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hasil Adkins,
Dual Sessions,
Guru Guru,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Barracudas,
Rekid,
Pagans,
CMW,
Zapp,
Soft Machine,
The Grass Roots,
Loose Ends,
Black Pus,
Quantec,
The Kinks,
The Residents,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Outsiders,
Half Japanese,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Soulsonic Force,
The Gap Band,
Idris Muhammad,
Babytalk,
The Cramps,
The Flesh Eaters,
Goldenarms,
Ludus,
Tim Buckley,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Fela Kuti,
The Toasters,
Vladislav Delay,
Soft Cell,
Fad Gadget,
Circle Jerks,
Section 25,
The Zeros,
Minnie Riperton,
Blossom Toes,
Sarah Menescal,
Yaz,
The Index,
Radiohead,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Qualms,
Cal Tjader,
John Lydon,
Lucky Dragons,
Oblivians,
Harmonia,
Accadde A,
Ronan,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Scientists,
Wally Richardson,
Crime,
Sun Ra,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
James White and The Blacks,
Bobby Byrd,
Amon Düül,
The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight.
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.