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 Honduras and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Lalo Schifrin to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Jacob Miller. All the underground hits.
All Ohio Players tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grandmaster Flash record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 marimba and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Brass Construction record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Brick,
Rod Modell,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Blues Magoos,
Average White Band,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Lebanon Hanover,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Oneida,
The Residents,
Eve St. Jones,
Big Daddy Kane,
Intrusion,
Bronski Beat,
Reuben Wilson,
Easy Going,
JFA,
Alice Coltrane,
Ultimate Spinach,
Thompson Twins,
Gang of Four,
Jawbox,
Yazoo,
The Monochrome Set,
Main Source,
Grey Daturas,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Terry Callier,
Peter & Gordon,
The Standells,
EPMD,
Kaleidoscope,
Das Ding,
Radiopuhelimet,
Audionom,
Todd Rundgren,
Skarface,
Chrome,
Howard Jones,
Sound Behaviour,
Basic Channel,
The Fall,
ABC,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
CMW,
Jacques Brel,
Marcia Griffiths,
Jerry's Kids,
Scan 7,
Shoche,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Selecter,
Cecil Taylor,
Vladislav Delay,
Ossler,
10cc,
Minutemen,
UT,
The Doors,
Scott Walker,
Mantronix,
Tears for Fears,
Quadrant,
Judy Mowatt,
PIL, PIL, PIL, PIL.
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.