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 Honduras and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the sitar 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 Blake Baxter to the dance 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 the Swans. All the underground hits.
All Yaz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dark Day record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Das Ding record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Evens,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
cv313,
Amazonics,
Charles Mingus,
Yaz,
Scott Walker,
Alphaville,
Sex Pistols,
Vladislav Delay,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Peter & Gordon,
Sonic Youth,
Metal Thangz,
Flash Fearless,
Soul Sonic Force,
Pet Shop Boys,
Brand Nubian,
Archie Shepp,
Ponytail,
The Moleskins,
Accadde A,
Gichy Dan,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Ten City,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
F. McDonald,
Fear,
Blancmange,
Arab on Radar,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Donald Byrd,
Neu!,
the Human League,
Glambeats Corp.,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Alison Limerick,
X-102,
Camberwell Now,
Dark Day,
Junior Murvin,
Pere Ubu,
Thee Headcoats,
June of 44,
Patti Smith,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Saccharine Trust,
Drexciya,
Icehouse,
The Blues Magoos,
The American Breed,
John Lydon,
Swell Maps,
Hashim,
Supertramp,
Swans,
The Cure,
Kenny Larkin,
Eve St. Jones,
Wasted Youth,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band.
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.