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 Ethiopia and from Tehran.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Sarah Menescal to the grunge kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Aaron Thompson. All the underground hits.
All Wire tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Louis and Bebe Barron record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
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 Scion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
New Order,
Vainqueur,
The Pop Group,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Laurel Aitken,
Arab on Radar,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Icehouse,
Boz Scaggs,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Judy Mowatt,
OOIOO,
Frankie Knuckles,
Hot Snakes,
EPMD,
The Music Machine,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Vladislav Delay,
Unwound,
The United States of America,
Alton Ellis,
Panda Bear,
Alphaville,
Aswad,
Flipper,
The Count Five,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Nas,
The Invisible,
Anakelly,
Eden Ahbez,
The Buckinghams,
June Days,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Eddi Front,
Accadde A,
Isaac Hayes,
Hoover,
The Names,
Soul II Soul,
Sparks,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Deakin,
Man Eating Sloth,
Theoretical Girls,
Warsaw,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Gichy Dan,
Mo-Dettes,
The Red Krayola,
Max Romeo,
Skriet,
Matthew Bourne,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Leaves,
Danielle Patucci,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Joy Division,
Davy DMX,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan.
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.