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 Romania and from Manila.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Electric Prunes to the grunge 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 Don Cherry. All the underground hits.
All Barbara Tucker tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every X-Ray Spex record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Derrick Morgan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grey Daturas,
Jesper Dahlback,
Fluxion,
Lower 48,
Eric Dolphy,
Cybotron,
The Slits,
Underground Resistance,
James White and The Blacks,
Chrome,
Marine Girls,
The Motions,
Lebanon Hanover,
Intrusion,
R.M.O.,
Fugazi,
Ossler,
Dark Day,
Scrapy,
Ralphi Rosario,
Harry Pussy,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Sandy B,
Gerry Rafferty,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Jeff Lynne,
Bill Wells,
Smog,
Bush Tetras,
The Sound,
Erykah Badu,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Anakelly,
Absolute Body Control,
Ice-T,
Prince Buster,
The Fugs,
Moebius,
Dennis Brown,
The Move,
The Grass Roots,
Kenny Larkin,
Organ,
Quadrant,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Public Image Ltd.,
Glenn Branca,
Alice Coltrane,
Heaven 17,
Duran Duran,
Saccharine Trust,
Bluetip,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Rufus Thomas,
Aswad,
Gastr Del Sol,
The United States of America,
Anthony Braxton,
the Sonics,
Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye.
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.