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 China and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 marimba 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 Sisters of Mercy to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Neil Young & Crazy Horse. All the underground hits.
All Aural Exciters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fugazi 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flash Fearless record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Brass Construction,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Model 500,
The Busters,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Motions,
The Toasters,
Babytalk,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
cv313,
Terry Callier,
Lindisfarne,
Todd Terry,
Parry Music,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Deadbeat,
DNA,
Stiv Bators,
Godley & Creme,
Neu!,
Television,
Gong,
The Modern Lovers,
La Düsseldorf,
Funkadelic,
Grauzone,
Danielle Patucci,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Surgeon,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Mark Hollis,
Glambeats Corp.,
Masters at Work,
Crispy Ambulance,
Pole,
Yaz,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Donny Hathaway,
Bobby Byrd,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Bluetip,
Scratch Acid,
Bizarre Inc.,
Talk Talk,
Wings,
Stetsasonic,
Pierre Henry,
The Dirtbombs,
Minutemen,
Moebius,
Nirvana,
Easy Going,
Swans,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Jerry's Kids,
Faraquet,
John Coltrane,
Soul II Soul,
Lucky Dragons,
Absolute Body Control,
The Skatalites,
the Fania All-Stars, the Fania All-Stars, the Fania All-Stars, the Fania All-Stars.
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.