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 Comoros and from Spokane.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Kevin Saunderson 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 The Moleskins. All the underground hits.
All Bang on a Can All-Stars tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eli Mardock record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Altered Images record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eddi Front,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Bad Manners,
Sexual Harrassment,
Stereo Dub,
Michelle Simonal,
Loose Ends,
Agitation Free,
Dawn Penn,
Young Marble Giants,
Qualms,
Lightning Bolt,
The Seeds,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Hot Snakes,
Scott Walker,
Alison Limerick,
Pere Ubu,
The Skatalites,
The Music Machine,
The Beau Brummels,
MDC,
Delon & Dalcan,
Black Moon,
June of 44,
The Associates,
Little Man,
The Birthday Party,
Radiopuhelimet,
Bill Near,
Black Pus,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Cecil Taylor,
Slave,
June Days,
Sugar Minott,
Lakeside,
X-101,
Kerri Chandler,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Smiths,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Swans,
T. Rex,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Bootsy Collins,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Blancmange,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Dennis Brown,
Funkadelic,
The Toasters,
John Lydon,
Sister Nancy,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Shadows of Knight,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Fugazi,
Mandrill,
Brick,
U.S. Maple,
Lyres, Lyres, Lyres, Lyres.
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.