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 Austria and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide 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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Sonny Sharrock 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 Mission of Burma. All the underground hits.
All Liliput tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Technova 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a a-ha record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Banda Bassotti,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Dave Clark Five,
Althea and Donna,
Bang On A Can,
The Moody Blues,
Bizarre Inc.,
Lou Christie,
Neil Young,
China Crisis,
The Gladiators,
Faust,
Soft Machine,
Idris Muhammad,
Funky Four + One,
Parry Music,
Scan 7,
Pagans,
Ken Boothe,
Country Joe & The Fish,
ABC,
Ossler,
Jawbox,
CMW,
Deadbeat,
ABBA,
Delon & Dalcan,
Todd Rundgren,
The Music Machine,
The United States of America,
Brick,
Grey Daturas,
The Litter,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Pierre Henry,
Bob Dylan,
Mission of Burma,
Piero Umiliani,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Chris & Cosey,
Toni Rubio,
Agent Orange,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Lucky Dragons,
Sugar Minott,
The Mummies,
Tubeway Army,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Public Enemy,
The Real Kids,
Derrick May,
Joe Smooth,
Half Japanese,
David Bowie,
Niagra,
Crash Course in Science,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
John Cale,
Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef.
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.