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 Mali and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the snare 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 The Doobie Brothers to the dance kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Isaac Hayes. All the underground hits.
All Lungfish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Smiths record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aloha Tigers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Spoonie Gee,
The Star Department,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
MC5,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Magma,
Gregory Isaacs,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Faraquet,
Absolute Body Control,
Reuben Wilson,
the Fania All-Stars,
Popol Vuh,
The Motions,
Unwound,
Gong,
Stetsasonic,
June of 44,
Mark Hollis,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Rakim,
Nick Fraelich,
Rotary Connection,
Pagans,
Joe Smooth,
Scrapy,
Neil Young,
Ten City,
Arab on Radar,
Roger Hodgson,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
A Flock of Seagulls,
X-Ray Spex,
The Fall,
Amon Düül II,
The Gun Club,
John Cale,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Move,
Gang Gang Dance,
X-102,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Smoke,
Saccharine Trust,
Juan Atkins,
Sonic Youth,
Pet Shop Boys,
Sarah Menescal,
Monks,
Letta Mbulu,
Crash Course in Science,
Minny Pops,
Lalann,
Essential Logic,
Con Funk Shun,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Flipper,
Robert Hood,
The Tremeloes,
Yusef Lateef,
The Litter,
Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd..
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.