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 Belgium and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 This Heat to the rap kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Silicon Teens. All the underground hits.
All Davy DMX tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every X-101 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Stereo Dub record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Magma,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Unwound,
Franke,
New Order,
The Slits,
Technova,
Todd Rundgren,
Jeru the Damaja,
Gregory Isaacs,
World's Most,
Mad Mike,
Ronan,
The Evens,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Deadbeat,
The Zeros,
Warren Ellis,
Bad Manners,
Arab on Radar,
Dark Day,
ABBA,
The Mummies,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Jandek,
The Techniques,
Janne Schatter,
Dawn Penn,
John Cale,
Gichy Dan,
Wire,
Radiopuhelimet,
Sarah Menescal,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Main Source,
Absolute Body Control,
Underground Resistance,
Funky Four + One,
Mary Jane Girls,
Sonic Youth,
Lyres,
LL Cool J,
One Last Wish,
Alton Ellis,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Angels of Light,
The Smiths,
Pulsallama,
Slick Rick,
Smog,
Groovy Waters,
The Skatalites,
Faraquet,
FM Einheit,
Second Layer,
Massinfluence,
Fat Boys,
the Bar-Kays,
Duran Duran,
Rapeman,
Drexciya,
Stetsasonic,
Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin.
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.