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 Monaco and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 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 Jerry's Kids to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Brick. All the underground hits.
All Audionom tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nils Olav record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 snare and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nico record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Detroit Cobras,
Pole,
Carl Craig,
New Age Steppers,
Boredoms,
Scrapy,
The Mummies,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Eli Mardock,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Young Rascals,
The Knickerbockers,
Lebanon Hanover,
Deadbeat,
Marmalade,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Misunderstood,
The Blues Magoos,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The J.B.'s,
The Mojo Men,
Rotary Connection,
The Fuzztones,
Gil Scott Heron,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Lou Reed,
Fad Gadget,
The Buckinghams,
Can,
Amon Düül II,
Nico,
F. McDonald,
The Raincoats,
The Toasters,
The Litter,
Robert Görl,
Glambeats Corp.,
Sound Behaviour,
Harmonia,
Oneida,
Sonny Sharrock,
Maleditus Sound,
K-Klass,
Los Fastidios,
X-102,
Brass Construction,
The United States of America,
Interpol,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Wings,
Public Enemy,
One Last Wish,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Marshall Jefferson,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Fela Kuti,
Rapeman,
Dead Boys,
Bobby Sherman,
the Normal,
Soft Machine,
Electric Prunes,
Gang Starr, Gang Starr, Gang Starr, Gang Starr.
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.