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 Germany and from Copenhagen.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Copenhagen.
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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the organ 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 DeepChord presents Echospace to the jazz 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 Throbbing Gristle. All the underground hits.
All Sarah Menescal tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sonic Youth 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Avey Tare record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Jerry's Kids,
Unrelated Segments,
Kevin Saunderson,
Minny Pops,
Babytalk,
Glambeats Corp.,
Danielle Patucci,
Aswad,
Minor Threat,
Funky Four + One,
La Düsseldorf,
The Cramps,
Max Romeo,
The Birthday Party,
Peter & Gordon,
The J.B.'s,
OOIOO,
The Fortunes,
Bill Near,
Amon Düül II,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
the Soft Cell,
Lalo Schifrin,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Mars,
Drive Like Jehu,
Sonny Sharrock,
DJ Style,
Sister Nancy,
Marvin Gaye,
Aural Exciters,
Visage,
The Tremeloes,
X-Ray Spex,
Monolake,
Mark Hollis,
Public Enemy,
Urselle,
Soul II Soul,
Ultravox,
Donny Hathaway,
Nico,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Crispy Ambulance,
Roxy Music,
Sam Rivers,
Man Parrish,
Lindisfarne,
Jacques Brel,
The American Breed,
Slave,
Gang of Four,
The Selecter,
Spandau Ballet,
Interpol,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Nik Kershaw,
Charles Mingus,
Tears for Fears,
Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth.
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.