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 Lithuania and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 KRS-One 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 Terror Squad Feat. Camron. All the underground hits.
All Amon Düül II tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DeepChord presents Echospace record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sarah Menescal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Michelle Simonal,
Qualms,
The Searchers,
Jandek,
Minny Pops,
Jeff Lynne,
Sällskapet,
Chris Corsano,
X-102,
The Durutti Column,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
In Retrospect,
Dark Day,
Buzzcocks,
Brand Nubian,
Outsiders,
Glambeats Corp.,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Moody Blues,
The Remains,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Techniques,
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The Gun Club,
The Kinks,
Bobby Sherman,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Erykah Badu,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Skriet,
The J.B.'s,
The Grass Roots,
Silicon Teens,
Laurel Aitken,
Scrapy,
Johnny Clarke,
Frankie Knuckles,
MDC,
Slick Rick,
Roy Ayers,
Mantronix,
the Sonics,
Rites of Spring,
Talk Talk,
Godley & Creme,
The Move,
Gil Scott Heron,
A Certain Ratio,
Maleditus Sound,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Joey Negro,
The Music Machine,
Second Layer,
L. Decosne,
X-101,
U.S. Maple,
The Offenders,
Maurizio,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
DNA,
Roxette, Roxette, Roxette, Roxette.
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.