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 Papua New Guinea and from Accra.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Cheater Slicks to the crunk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Television. All the underground hits.
All Larry & the Blue Notes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Dirtbombs,
the Association,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Ponytail,
Groovy Waters,
Albert Ayler,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Neu!,
The Seeds,
Tim Buckley,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Procol Harum,
Bill Wells,
Warren Ellis,
John Coltrane,
Ronnie Foster,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Names,
Toni Rubio,
Kurtis Blow,
Yusef Lateef,
JFA,
The Sound,
The Five Americans,
Pet Shop Boys,
Half Japanese,
The Angels of Light,
Laurel Aitken,
Susan Cadogan,
The Associates,
Judy Mowatt,
Robert Wyatt,
Von Mondo,
Max Romeo,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
John Cale,
Grey Daturas,
Cameo,
Lyres,
Grandmaster Flash,
Swans,
Jeff Mills,
Radiohead,
Cluster,
Whodini,
Lucky Dragons,
Dark Day,
Pylon,
Jacques Brel,
The Raincoats,
Man Parrish,
F. McDonald,
the Sonics,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Oneida,
Beasts of Bourbon,
La Düsseldorf,
The Fire Engines,
The Pretty Things,
Trumans Water,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Kinks, The Kinks, The Kinks, The Kinks.
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.