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 Samoa and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Procol Harum to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Guru Guru. All the underground hits.
All David Axelrod tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Mummies record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Slackers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Tommy Roe,
Sugar Minott,
David McCallum,
Bronski Beat,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Leonard Cohen,
Ken Boothe,
Talk Talk,
Tres Demented,
Delta 5,
Au Pairs,
The Wake,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Eli Mardock,
Suicide,
Newcleus,
Essential Logic,
K-Klass,
Radiopuhelimet,
Rhythm & Sound,
A Certain Ratio,
Maurizio,
Altered Images,
The Blackbyrds,
Frankie Knuckles,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
China Crisis,
Man Parrish,
EPMD,
Faust,
Agitation Free,
Chris Corsano,
D'Angelo,
June of 44,
Rosa Yemen,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Sound Behaviour,
Aaron Thompson,
Gang of Four,
Jerry's Kids,
Scan 7,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Alton Ellis,
Joey Negro,
The Velvet Underground,
The Slits,
Pet Shop Boys,
Lebanon Hanover,
Q and Not U,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Pantytec,
Cecil Taylor,
The Searchers,
JFA,
Basic Channel,
Gil Scott Heron,
Los Fastidios,
Hardrive,
Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes.
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.