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 Marshall Islands and from Edmonton.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Cluster. All the underground hits.
All Don Cherry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Moon 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Swell Maps record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric Dolphy,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Count Five,
Agitation Free,
Bronski Beat,
Yellowson,
Gastr Del Sol,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
La Düsseldorf,
Circle Jerks,
the Slits,
Saccharine Trust,
Wally Richardson,
Barbara Tucker,
Intrusion,
Shoche,
Nik Kershaw,
Q65,
Gerry Rafferty,
Mantronix,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Rapeman,
The United States of America,
John Foxx,
The Index,
The Vogues,
Connie Case,
One Last Wish,
The Alarm Clocks,
Todd Terry,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Mission of Burma,
Stereo Dub,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Jeff Lynne,
Amon Düül II,
Stetsasonic,
Animal Collective,
the Normal,
Faraquet,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Roxy Music,
Sonic Youth,
Terrestrial Tones,
Bobby Sherman,
Los Fastidios,
Idris Muhammad,
Spoonie Gee,
Swans,
Ten City,
Danielle Patucci,
Joensuu 1685,
Nas,
Tubeway Army,
Rufus Thomas,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Trojans,
Echospace,
ABBA,
Country Joe & The Fish,
KRS-One,
Lou Christie,
The Cure, The Cure, The Cure, The Cure.
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.