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 Brazil and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 808 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 West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band to the punk 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 The Gun Club. All the underground hits.
All The Peanut Butter Conspiracy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Reagan Youth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 chamberlin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Unrelated Segments record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joyce Sims,
The Fugs,
The Skatalites,
Fugazi,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Angry Samoans,
Robert Wyatt,
The Zeros,
Erykah Badu,
Rosa Yemen,
Kas Product,
Brass Construction,
The American Breed,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Prince Buster,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Icehouse,
Liliput,
Wally Richardson,
48th St. Collective,
Stetsasonic,
Sun City Girls,
Ten City,
Quadrant,
Scion,
Gang of Four,
Eric Dolphy,
Neil Young,
Bizarre Inc.,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Chris Corsano,
Lindisfarne,
Lakeside,
Roxette,
Magma,
Shoche,
Boogie Down Productions,
Lalo Schifrin,
Second Layer,
Roxy Music,
X-101,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Monochrome Set,
Essential Logic,
Harpers Bizarre,
James White and The Blacks,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Trojans,
Minor Threat,
DNA,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Fluxion,
Flipper,
The Pretty Things,
Sällskapet,
Jacob Miller,
Amon Düül II,
Al Stewart,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Charles Mingus, Charles Mingus, Charles Mingus, Charles Mingus.
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.