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 Burkina and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Mexico City.
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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Scrapy to the techno 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 Anthony Braxton. All the underground hits.
All Johnny Clarke tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Niagra 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Thee Headcoats record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Black Flag,
the Normal,
Jandek,
Skarface,
Marc Almond,
A Certain Ratio,
New Order,
David Bowie,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Beau Brummels,
Kerri Chandler,
The Moleskins,
Dave Gahan,
Derrick May,
Quando Quango,
Mark Hollis,
The Cure,
The Gap Band,
Delta 5,
The Move,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Quadrant,
Bootsy Collins,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
David McCallum,
D'Angelo,
Lyres,
Ornette Coleman,
Von Mondo,
Gong,
Colin Newman,
The Fuzztones,
Hot Snakes,
Boredoms,
FM Einheit,
Peter & Gordon,
Todd Rundgren,
The Wake,
Ash Ra Tempel,
X-Ray Spex,
Bobby Sherman,
Carl Craig,
Ultimate Spinach,
the Fania All-Stars,
Sam Rivers,
Absolute Body Control,
Slick Rick,
Black Bananas,
Brand Nubian,
The J.B.'s,
Nick Fraelich,
Andrew Hill,
Moby Grape,
Wally Richardson,
Malaria!,
Aural Exciters,
Q65,
Lalann,
Blake Baxter, Blake Baxter, Blake Baxter, Blake Baxter.
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.