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 Antigua and from Mumbai.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Manila.
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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the sitar 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 Panda Bear to the techno kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Panda Bear tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every China Crisis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Slackers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
In Retrospect,
The Doors,
Sarah Menescal,
The Mojo Men,
Skaos,
The Count Five,
A Certain Ratio,
Tubeway Army,
The Skatalites,
Second Layer,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Gories,
Aural Exciters,
Matthew Halsall,
Hoover,
the Germs,
Mark Hollis,
F. McDonald,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Sonics,
E-Dancer,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Alarm Clocks,
MC5,
Donny Hathaway,
Joe Smooth,
Newcleus,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Electric Prunes,
Soft Cell,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Duran Duran,
Black Bananas,
Rakim,
Livin' Joy,
Marcia Griffiths,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Banda Bassotti,
The Barracudas,
Agent Orange,
Magma,
The Birthday Party,
Derrick Morgan,
Neil Young,
The Tremeloes,
Ornette Coleman,
Fluxion,
Barclay James Harvest,
Mantronix,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Junior Murvin,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Flamin' Groovies,
CMW,
Wally Richardson,
Television,
Slick Rick,
Albert Ayler,
Underground Resistance,
Lonnie Liston Smith, Lonnie Liston Smith, Lonnie Liston Smith, Lonnie Liston Smith.
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.