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 Iraq and from Seoul.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Glasgow.
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 arpeggiator 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 Scott Walker to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Ludus. All the underground hits.
All James Chance & The Contortions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sunsets and Hearts 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Mummies record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
La Düsseldorf,
Scott Walker,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Mummies,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Desert Stars,
Dawn Penn,
Warsaw,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Surgeon,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Gang Gang Dance,
Outsiders,
Clear Light,
Patti Smith,
Mark Hollis,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Slits,
Liliput,
Marine Girls,
MDC,
Robert Hood,
Technova,
Barry Ungar,
Thee Headcoats,
Ludus,
Ultimate Spinach,
Erykah Badu,
Jerry's Kids,
Gichy Dan,
Lungfish,
Grauzone,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Ossler,
The Selecter,
Q and Not U,
Mary Jane Girls,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Tremeloes,
Talk Talk,
the Association,
Brand Nubian,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Beau Brummels,
Morten Harket,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Grass Roots,
Tommy Roe,
The Cowsills,
Deadbeat,
Goldenarms,
Leonard Cohen,
Sällskapet,
Skriet,
Girls At Our Best!,
John Coltrane,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Kas Product,
Pagans,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive.
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.