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 Paraguay and from Jakarta.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 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 Alison Limerick to the funk 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 John Foxx. All the underground hits.
All Hashim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Stooges record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Barbara Tucker record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Patti Smith,
The Fugs,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Cowsills,
The Fuzztones,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Archie Shepp,
the Germs,
Sugar Minott,
Skarface,
Schoolly D,
ABBA,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Marmalade,
Black Bananas,
Ituana,
Chris Corsano,
R.M.O.,
Susan Cadogan,
Animal Collective,
Eurythmics,
Jandek,
Sexual Harrassment,
Bootsy Collins,
Frankie Knuckles,
Ronan,
The American Breed,
Yaz,
The Five Americans,
Fugazi,
Pere Ubu,
Unrelated Segments,
The New Christs,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Reagan Youth,
Cybotron,
Lindisfarne,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Newcleus,
Rapeman,
Crooked Eye,
Ludus,
Tom Boy,
Jesper Dahlback,
Crime,
Eric B and Rakim,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Funky Four + One,
John Cale,
Yazoo,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Vogues,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Ken Boothe,
D'Angelo,
Absolute Body Control,
The Raincoats,
Iggy Pop,
Shuggie Otis,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Bizarre Inc.,
Public Enemy, Public Enemy, Public Enemy, Public Enemy.
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.