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 Marshall Islands and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 Toronto and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Art Ensemble Of Chicago to the dance 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 Gong. All the underground hits.
All Q and Not U tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Donny Hathaway 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sonny Sharrock record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nils Olav,
The Standells,
Loose Ends,
Crime,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Archie Shepp,
The Martian,
The Moleskins,
L. Decosne,
Wings,
The Beau Brummels,
The Pop Group,
Kerri Chandler,
The Barracudas,
Anthony Braxton,
John Cale,
Sparks,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
ABC,
UT,
Sonic Youth,
Q and Not U,
Eli Mardock,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Gories,
Hasil Adkins,
Skaos,
Robert Hood,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Grauzone,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Count Five,
Suburban Knight,
the Germs,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Frankie Knuckles,
Underground Resistance,
Marvin Gaye,
Arab on Radar,
Absolute Body Control,
Cluster,
Gong,
Harry Pussy,
Trumans Water,
Delon & Dalcan,
Roger Hodgson,
X-101,
Alice Coltrane,
Danielle Patucci,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Organ,
The Index,
JFA,
Laurel Aitken,
Brand Nubian,
Reagan Youth,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Stooges,
The Durutti Column,
Blossom Toes,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Fear,
Model 500, Model 500, Model 500, Model 500.
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.