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 South Sudan and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the guitar 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 Agitation Free to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Reagan Youth. All the underground hits.
All Amon Düül tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joe Finger record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gabor Szabo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David Axelrod,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Drive Like Jehu,
The American Breed,
Danielle Patucci,
The Offenders,
Cheater Slicks,
Dave Gahan,
The Skatalites,
Ornette Coleman,
Sonny Sharrock,
Boredoms,
Nils Olav,
Agent Orange,
Morten Harket,
Von Mondo,
Peter & Gordon,
Essential Logic,
Boz Scaggs,
Massinfluence,
Procol Harum,
the Association,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Stereo Dub,
Albert Ayler,
Soulsonic Force,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Radiohead,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Names,
Kurtis Blow,
Amon Düül,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Henry Cow,
Minny Pops,
Aural Exciters,
Stetsasonic,
Rekid,
Patti Smith,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Wire,
Ludus,
Au Pairs,
Darondo,
Dual Sessions,
Lightning Bolt,
Minor Threat,
OOIOO,
Yaz,
Davy DMX,
Quantec,
Scientists,
Flamin' Groovies,
Bronski Beat,
Grandmaster Flash,
Icehouse,
Japan,
Alison Limerick,
Todd Terry,
The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight.
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.