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 Trinidad & Tobago and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Andrew Hill to the jazz 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 The Count Five. All the underground hits.
All Drexciya tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Invisible 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 rhodes and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Godley & Creme record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gang of Four,
Bluetip,
Bootsy Collins,
A Certain Ratio,
The Move,
Scott Walker,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Ohio Players,
Vladislav Delay,
Urselle,
Mantronix,
Magma,
Graham Central Station,
Soul II Soul,
Adolescents,
Lou Christie,
Crime,
Soft Cell,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Sandy B,
Rapeman,
Heaven 17,
Ornette Coleman,
The American Breed,
Nas,
Moebius,
Carl Craig,
Nick Fraelich,
Josef K,
Ten City,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Roxy Music,
Delta 5,
Tom Boy,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Selecter,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
DJ Style,
Derrick Morgan,
Boz Scaggs,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Lalo Schifrin,
Outsiders,
The Pretty Things,
Zero Boys,
Unwound,
Suicide,
Bill Near,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
New Order,
Gichy Dan,
D'Angelo,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Index,
Flipper,
Rotary Connection,
The Gories,
Max Romeo,
Bobby Byrd,
Basic Channel,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo.
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.