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 Algeria 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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Camberwell Now to the punk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Franke. All the underground hits.
All MC5 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Idris Muhammad record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Max Romeo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deakin,
Barrington Levy,
Spandau Ballet,
Crispy Ambulance,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Nico,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Seeds,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Fuzztones,
The Last Poets,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Skatalites,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Stereo Dub,
Bush Tetras,
Radiopuhelimet,
Japan,
New Order,
Tommy Roe,
Steve Hackett,
The Pop Group,
Harmonia,
Toni Rubio,
Pet Shop Boys,
Nik Kershaw,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Chris Corsano,
Thompson Twins,
The Selecter,
Buzzcocks,
Blake Baxter,
Brick,
Trumans Water,
Neil Young,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Grass Roots,
Byron Stingily,
The Five Americans,
Darondo,
Al Stewart,
Andrew Hill,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Supertramp,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Sällskapet,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Walker Brothers,
The Buckinghams,
the Slits,
the Sonics,
David Bowie,
Surgeon,
Joe Smooth,
Fatback Band,
8 Eyed Spy,
Ultra Naté,
Sandy B,
Peter and Kerry,
Mary Jane Girls,
Massinfluence, Massinfluence, Massinfluence, Massinfluence.
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.