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 Yemen and from Houston.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 China Crisis to the techno 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 Sixth Finger. All the underground hits.
All Chris Corsano tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Coltrane 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 an organ and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Freddie Wadling record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sun Ra,
Bauhaus,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Kas Product,
These Immortal Souls,
Lalann,
Alison Limerick,
Public Enemy,
David Axelrod,
Youth Brigade,
Lungfish,
KRS-One,
Colin Newman,
Inner City,
Section 25,
The Offenders,
Aaron Thompson,
The Gap Band,
Tubeway Army,
The American Breed,
Nik Kershaw,
Ronnie Foster,
the Soft Cell,
DJ Sneak,
David Bowie,
Nick Fraelich,
Pet Shop Boys,
Skriet,
The Zeros,
Slave,
Severed Heads,
Cecil Taylor,
kango's stein massive,
Thee Headcoats,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Japan,
Crispian St. Peters,
Patti Smith,
Peter and Kerry,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Misunderstood,
Matthew Halsall,
Barclay James Harvest,
OOIOO,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Electric Prunes,
K-Klass,
Bobby Byrd,
The Human League,
Glambeats Corp.,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
DNA,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Ultra Naté,
Matthew Bourne,
Kurtis Blow,
Joyce Sims,
Girls At Our Best!,
Oblivians,
Das Ding,
FM Einheit, FM Einheit, FM Einheit, FM Einheit.
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.