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 Nauru and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the rhodes 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 The Cramps to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Fuzztones. All the underground hits.
All Sarah Menescal tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Graham Central Station record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Soft Cell record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Shuggie Otis,
The Offenders,
Make Up,
Laurel Aitken,
The Kinks,
Grey Daturas,
Yusef Lateef,
Outsiders,
Black Sheep,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Erykah Badu,
Ponytail,
Ralphi Rosario,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Gories,
Monolake,
Agitation Free,
Country Teasers,
Procol Harum,
Quadrant,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Theoretical Girls,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Dark Day,
The J.B.'s,
Rod Modell,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Sound,
Freddie Wadling,
The United States of America,
Andrew Hill,
Jeff Mills,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Marmalade,
Crooked Eye,
The Electric Prunes,
The Blackbyrds,
New Age Steppers,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Nirvana,
Average White Band,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Rapeman,
John Coltrane,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Pere Ubu,
Surgeon,
Joensuu 1685,
New Order,
David McCallum,
cv313,
Ice-T,
The Selecter,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Carl Craig,
Todd Terry,
The Shadows of Knight,
Faraquet,
Deadbeat, Deadbeat, Deadbeat, Deadbeat.
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.