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 Panama and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Massinfluence to the techno 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 The Dave Clark Five. All the underground hits.
All Juan Atkins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every F. McDonald record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Litter,
Gang Gang Dance,
OOIOO,
Jandek,
Talk Talk,
Barrington Levy,
Camberwell Now,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Wally Richardson,
Desert Stars,
The Pop Group,
The Skatalites,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Ultravox,
Throbbing Gristle,
Patti Smith,
Intrusion,
Joe Smooth,
Camouflage,
Clear Light,
Alice Coltrane,
Infiniti,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Bauhaus,
Joe Finger,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Joy Division,
The Five Americans,
Boogie Down Productions,
Ronnie Foster,
Crash Course in Science,
AZ,
Hasil Adkins,
Roy Ayers,
Sandy B,
The Divine Comedy,
Janne Schatter,
Scion,
Oneida,
Mr. Review,
Basic Channel,
Aaron Thompson,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Seeds,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
FM Einheit,
Drive Like Jehu,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Gap Band,
Kurtis Blow,
Schoolly D,
The Index,
Average White Band,
Ultra Naté,
Cecil Taylor,
Gregory Isaacs,
Rhythim Is Rhythim, Rhythim Is Rhythim, Rhythim Is Rhythim, Rhythim Is Rhythim.
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.