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 Zimbabwe and from Tokyo.
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 Accra and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the theremin 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 Todd Terry to the rock 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 Lalann. All the underground hits.
All The Gap Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Monochrome Set 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Jesus and Mary Chain record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Curtis Mayfield,
Mars,
Mission of Burma,
In Retrospect,
Basic Channel,
Bobby Womack,
Aural Exciters,
Drive Like Jehu,
FM Einheit,
Amazonics,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Hoover,
The Gap Band,
Jeff Mills,
Easy Going,
X-Ray Spex,
Con Funk Shun,
Funky Four + One,
Maurizio,
Black Bananas,
Roger Hodgson,
The Music Machine,
Moby Grape,
Fatback Band,
a-ha,
Crime,
Scott Walker,
DJ Sneak,
Alison Limerick,
X-102,
Archie Shepp,
Barrington Levy,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Offenders,
Sex Pistols,
Throbbing Gristle,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Howard Jones,
Lou Reed,
The Neon Judgement,
The Fall,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Youth Brigade,
The Smiths,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Porter Ricks,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Deepchord,
Crispian St. Peters,
Bob Dylan,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Raincoats,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Roxy Music,
Aswad,
Boz Scaggs,
Monks,
Buzzcocks,
Rekid,
Rites of Spring,
The Gun Club, The Gun Club, The Gun Club, The Gun Club.
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.