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 Greece and from Accra.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 808 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 Hasil Adkins to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Niagra. All the underground hits.
All Brick tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Flipper record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kevin Saunderson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camberwell Now,
Man Eating Sloth,
Q65,
David McCallum,
48th St. Collective,
F. McDonald,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
David Axelrod,
The Dave Clark Five,
Lalo Schifrin,
Sexual Harrassment,
Liliput,
Scion,
Joe Smooth,
Thompson Twins,
The New Christs,
the Germs,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Kerri Chandler,
The Martian,
Black Flag,
The Trojans,
Pierre Henry,
Avey Tare,
Severed Heads,
Agitation Free,
Talk Talk,
Lower 48,
Television Personalities,
La Düsseldorf,
Slick Rick,
Bobby Sherman,
Dawn Penn,
the Sonics,
PIL,
Black Bananas,
Unwound,
Pet Shop Boys,
This Heat,
Crash Course in Science,
L. Decosne,
Arab on Radar,
Dark Day,
The Skatalites,
AZ,
Morten Harket,
Fugazi,
Pulsallama,
Animal Collective,
Todd Rundgren,
Blossom Toes,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Victims,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Underground Resistance,
The Monks,
Kenny Larkin,
The Pretty Things,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Pylon,
Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode.
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.