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 Cambodia and from Tokyo.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 spring reverb 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic to the dance 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 Q65. All the underground hits.
All The Fall tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marc Almond record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 clarinet and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Oppenheimer Analysis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cybotron,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Agitation Free,
Nico,
Lakeside,
Piero Umiliani,
Pere Ubu,
The Slackers,
Fluxion,
The Moleskins,
Brand Nubian,
David Axelrod,
Nation of Ulysses,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Surgeon,
Scratch Acid,
Whodini,
ABC,
New Age Steppers,
Sight & Sound,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Q and Not U,
Swell Maps,
Barbara Tucker,
The Grass Roots,
Tubeway Army,
Saccharine Trust,
Eddi Front,
The Victims,
The American Breed,
Mantronix,
Bang On A Can,
Dual Sessions,
David McCallum,
The J.B.'s,
Ossler,
Pantaleimon,
Hot Snakes,
Black Moon,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Alarm Clocks,
Pierre Henry,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Jawbox,
The Techniques,
Kerrie Biddell,
Delon & Dalcan,
Fatback Band,
Isaac Hayes,
Matthew Bourne,
MC5,
Talk Talk,
Howard Jones,
Niagra,
The Names,
Danielle Patucci,
Sixth Finger,
Erykah Badu,
CMW, CMW, CMW, CMW.
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.