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 Iceland and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 theremin 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 Ken Boothe to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Wolf Eyes. All the underground hits.
All Slave tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Janne Schatter record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Todd Terry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
James Chance & The Contortions,
Unwound,
Lucky Dragons,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Josef K,
Glenn Branca,
Lower 48,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Robert Hood,
Theoretical Girls,
Blossom Toes,
Radiohead,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Darondo,
Soul Sonic Force,
Gong,
The New Christs,
Pierre Henry,
Yaz,
The Toasters,
Deakin,
Andrew Hill,
Quadrant,
Essential Logic,
Harmonia,
Marine Girls,
The Grass Roots,
Ohio Players,
Skriet,
Peter and Kerry,
Eric B and Rakim,
Soul II Soul,
T.S.O.L.,
Brand Nubian,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Jandek,
Thompson Twins,
Brothers Johnson,
The Beau Brummels,
John Coltrane,
Arcadia,
Angry Samoans,
Animal Collective,
JFA,
Avey Tare,
Royal Trux,
Deepchord,
Chris Corsano,
The Dave Clark Five,
Silicon Teens,
Sun Ra,
Ice-T,
The Standells,
The Durutti Column,
John Cale,
Faraquet,
Byron Stingily, Byron Stingily, Byron Stingily, Byron Stingily.
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.