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 Iceland and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic 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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Spokane.
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 Howard Jones to the punk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Funkadelic. All the underground hits.
All Sexual Harrassment tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Mojo Men record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Motions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Young Marble Giants,
the Sonics,
June of 44,
Sarah Menescal,
Von Mondo,
Patti Smith,
Thompson Twins,
UT,
Black Pus,
CMW,
Main Source,
Darondo,
Minutemen,
Crispian St. Peters,
Donny Hathaway,
Lalann,
Sun Ra,
Reuben Wilson,
Yaz,
The Zeros,
Rekid,
DNA,
kango's stein massive,
Jeff Mills,
Jacob Miller,
MDC,
T. Rex,
Mo-Dettes,
Anthony Braxton,
Hasil Adkins,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Monochrome Set,
Visage,
The Alarm Clocks,
Marvin Gaye,
Cymande,
Albert Ayler,
The Misunderstood,
Mark Hollis,
Icehouse,
Lalo Schifrin,
Smog,
Ten City,
Ralphi Rosario,
Morten Harket,
Eden Ahbez,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Glenn Branca,
Scion,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Faust,
Guru Guru,
The Standells,
The Selecter,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Anakelly,
The Evens,
K-Klass,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Man Parrish,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch.
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.