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 Germany and from Portland.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Manfred Mann's Earth Band to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Fania All-Stars. All the underground hits.
All Soul II Soul tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Y Pants record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lou Reed & John Cale record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Idris Muhammad,
Q65,
Glambeats Corp.,
Wally Richardson,
Gang Starr,
The Saints,
Dennis Brown,
Roxy Music,
Matthew Bourne,
Rod Modell,
X-102,
Henry Cow,
Swans,
Thee Headcoats,
Ludus,
KRS-One,
In Retrospect,
The Durutti Column,
China Crisis,
Von Mondo,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Mummies,
Joyce Sims,
Isaac Hayes,
Dorothy Ashby,
Toni Rubio,
Yusef Lateef,
The Grass Roots,
Wasted Youth,
ABBA,
The Beau Brummels,
Siglo XX,
Technova,
John Foxx,
Pole,
Kaleidoscope,
Bill Near,
Judy Mowatt,
Malaria!,
U.S. Maple,
Harpers Bizarre,
Hardrive,
Crash Course in Science,
The Evens,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Residents,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Marine Girls,
Mark Hollis,
Reagan Youth,
the Swans,
Pierre Henry,
Livin' Joy,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Qualms,
Warsaw,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Howard Jones,
Crispy Ambulance,
Oblivians,
Aural Exciters,
The Names,
The Cowsills, The Cowsills, The Cowsills, The Cowsills.
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.