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 Ireland and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Lagos.
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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the rhodes 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 L. Decosne to the rap kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Rotary Connection. All the underground hits.
All Soul Sonic Force tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sound Behaviour record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 sitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Barrington Levy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
AZ,
Alice Coltrane,
Radio Birdman,
Half Japanese,
Roxette,
Rapeman,
Ituana,
Tom Boy,
Slick Rick,
Sister Nancy,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Khruangbin,
The Litter,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
OOIOO,
Brass Construction,
The Detroit Cobras,
Fad Gadget,
Jawbox,
the Slits,
Zapp,
Black Flag,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Excepter,
Beasts of Bourbon,
A Certain Ratio,
The J.B.'s,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Janne Schatter,
Popol Vuh,
Grandmaster Flash,
Cecil Taylor,
The Move,
Los Fastidios,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Tears for Fears,
Crooked Eye,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Barry Ungar,
Ten City,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Magma,
Chris Corsano,
Eric Dolphy,
Y Pants,
Rotary Connection,
the Normal,
Hasil Adkins,
Dave Gahan,
Joe Smooth,
Gabor Szabo,
The Gun Club,
Underground Resistance,
Barclay James Harvest,
Davy DMX,
Hashim,
Eddi Front, Eddi Front, Eddi Front, Eddi Front.
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.