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 Jamaica and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Johannesburg.
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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Pierre Henry to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Barry Ungar. All the underground hits.
All Lindisfarne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Junior Murvin record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 rhodes and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Crooked Eye record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eve St. Jones,
Masters at Work,
The Knickerbockers,
Soul II Soul,
Glambeats Corp.,
Joy Division,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Quantec,
Surgeon,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Eurythmics,
Carl Craig,
Jandek,
the Association,
Skaos,
The Human League,
Aural Exciters,
Yaz,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
MDC,
Swell Maps,
Rosa Yemen,
Magma,
Flamin' Groovies,
Darondo,
Scientists,
Sixth Finger,
Deakin,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Doors,
The Doobie Brothers,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Drexciya,
Basic Channel,
The Monks,
Stockholm Monsters,
Organ,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Lindisfarne,
Youth Brigade,
The Real Kids,
The Gories,
Traffic Nightmare,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Nik Kershaw,
The Gun Club,
The Grass Roots,
Chrome,
Absolute Body Control,
June of 44,
The Fortunes,
Swans,
Morten Harket,
10cc,
Zapp,
Marshall Jefferson,
Eden Ahbez,
Scan 7,
Country Teasers,
The Saints,
The Associates, The Associates, The Associates, The Associates.
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.