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 Mali and from Johannesburg.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the snare 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 Nils Olav to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Jawbox. All the underground hits.
All The Mighty Diamonds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Average White Band 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Quantec record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Janne Schatter,
UT,
Pantytec,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Depeche Mode,
Ice-T,
The Cosmic Jokers,
T.S.O.L.,
Deepchord,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Music Machine,
Infiniti,
Nik Kershaw,
EPMD,
John Lydon,
Sparks,
Severed Heads,
The Durutti Column,
The Wake,
Make Up,
Sun Ra,
The Gladiators,
Jesper Dahlback,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Tim Buckley,
Bluetip,
Boogie Down Productions,
Girls At Our Best!,
Don Cherry,
Pulsallama,
Gabor Szabo,
Basic Channel,
Grandmaster Flash,
Scratch Acid,
The Modern Lovers,
Metal Thangz,
Sun City Girls,
Simply Red,
Sexual Harrassment,
Leonard Cohen,
Black Sheep,
Cecil Taylor,
Brand Nubian,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Scan 7,
Moby Grape,
the Soft Cell,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Joe Smooth,
Angry Samoans,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Marmalade,
the Bar-Kays,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Seeds,
The Buckinghams,
Minor Threat,
Aaron Thompson,
Zapp,
The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set.
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.