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 Tuvalu and from Toronto.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 organ 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 the Swans to the rap kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 CMW. All the underground hits.
All Graham Central Station tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rekid 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun City Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Model 500,
Archie Shepp,
Unwound,
Suicide,
Sex Pistols,
John Holt,
Rhythm & Sound,
Prince Buster,
Duran Duran,
Trumans Water,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The New Christs,
Tom Boy,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Rotary Connection,
Funky Four + One,
Glenn Branca,
10cc,
Lakeside,
Qualms,
Electric Prunes,
The Slackers,
Sight & Sound,
Clear Light,
Saccharine Trust,
Curtis Mayfield,
Piero Umiliani,
Severed Heads,
Ultra Naté,
Iggy Pop,
Black Bananas,
Little Man,
Pantaleimon,
Cymande,
MC5,
Au Pairs,
Bootsy Collins,
This Heat,
Bluetip,
Kayak,
8 Eyed Spy,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Star Department,
Lucky Dragons,
Matthew Halsall,
JFA,
Loose Ends,
Icehouse,
Agitation Free,
Gastr Del Sol,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Eric B and Rakim,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Soul Sonic Force,
Agent Orange,
Suburban Knight,
Davy DMX,
Basic Channel, Basic Channel, Basic Channel, Basic Channel.
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.