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 Vietnam and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Arcadia to the dance 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 Rapeman. All the underground hits.
All Eddi Front tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rhythim Is Rhythim 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Sisters of Mercy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lucky Dragons,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Cramps,
Glambeats Corp.,
Gregory Isaacs,
Soul Sonic Force,
Godley & Creme,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Bill Near,
The Skatalites,
The Barracudas,
Boredoms,
Marshall Jefferson,
Outsiders,
Derrick Morgan,
Sonny Sharrock,
Lou Christie,
Barclay James Harvest,
Silicon Teens,
Marcia Griffiths,
Pierre Henry,
The Fall,
Brand Nubian,
X-102,
Sarah Menescal,
Dorothy Ashby,
Gang Gang Dance,
Rapeman,
Eric Dolphy,
Saccharine Trust,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Standells,
The Modern Lovers,
E-Dancer,
The Blues Magoos,
Goldenarms,
Rotary Connection,
Gong,
Y Pants,
Minor Threat,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Smiths,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Porter Ricks,
Icehouse,
Stockholm Monsters,
Dual Sessions,
F. McDonald,
X-Ray Spex,
Warren Ellis,
Pantytec,
Circle Jerks,
Cluster,
Soft Machine,
Alice Coltrane,
Minny Pops,
Severed Heads,
Danielle Patucci,
Slick Rick,
MC5,
The Knickerbockers,
Heavy D & The Boyz, Heavy D & The Boyz, Heavy D & The Boyz, Heavy D & The Boyz.
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.