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 Bosnia Herzegovina and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic 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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Procol Harum to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Crispy Ambulance. All the underground hits.
All Gary Puckett & The Union Gap tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stiv Bators 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Crispian St. Peters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aaron Thompson,
Circle Jerks,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Scott Walker,
Audionom,
Essential Logic,
The Leaves,
Wire,
Heaven 17,
Spandau Ballet,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
the Slits,
Barry Ungar,
Black Bananas,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Porter Ricks,
Cal Tjader,
Pet Shop Boys,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Motions,
Joe Finger,
The Durutti Column,
The Mojo Men,
Icehouse,
Juan Atkins,
The New Christs,
cv313,
Nico,
Half Japanese,
The Red Krayola,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Hoover,
Mission of Burma,
Joensuu 1685,
Gong,
Curtis Mayfield,
Country Teasers,
Harmonia,
Interpol,
Talk Talk,
Pylon,
The Barracudas,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Von Mondo,
The Black Dice,
Gil Scott Heron,
Donny Hathaway,
June Days,
Ohio Players,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Supertramp,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Black Flag,
Kool Moe Dee,
PIL,
Bauhaus,
Avey Tare,
The Neon Judgement,
Albert Ayler, Albert Ayler, Albert Ayler, Albert Ayler.
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.