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 Russia and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 clarinet 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 FM Einheit 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 Altered Images. All the underground hits.
All Bobby Womack tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Audionom record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sonic Youth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Black Flag,
John Holt,
Anthony Braxton,
Lou Reed,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Babytalk,
Eden Ahbez,
Arthur Verocai,
Wolf Eyes,
Japan,
Wally Richardson,
Severed Heads,
Blake Baxter,
Model 500,
Drexciya,
Brick,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Scientists,
The Real Kids,
JFA,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Patti Smith,
Rod Modell,
The American Breed,
Bob Dylan,
Alton Ellis,
Ultimate Spinach,
Sugar Minott,
Aaron Thompson,
The Buckinghams,
Michelle Simonal,
The Slackers,
Jacques Brel,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Sarah Menescal,
Soulsonic Force,
June Days,
Ludus,
Goldenarms,
the Slits,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Crime,
Barclay James Harvest,
Charles Mingus,
The Last Poets,
Faraquet,
Ultravox,
Dennis Brown,
Fad Gadget,
Organ,
Connie Case,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Zero Boys,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Flash Fearless,
The Young Rascals,
Mantronix,
Dual Sessions,
La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf.
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.