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 Iceland and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 güiro 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 David McCallum to the grunge 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 Leonard Cohen. All the underground hits.
All Bang On A Can tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Steve Hackett record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 synthesizer and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Carl Craig record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Janne Schatter,
ABBA,
Oneida,
World's Most,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Stetsasonic,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The United States of America,
The Gap Band,
Negative Approach,
The Star Department,
The Tremeloes,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Peter and Kerry,
E-Dancer,
Lebanon Hanover,
Ronan,
Flipper,
Model 500,
Bush Tetras,
PIL,
D'Angelo,
Faust,
Rites of Spring,
Davy DMX,
The Fall,
Icehouse,
Urselle,
MC5,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Marmalade,
Motorama,
Khruangbin,
Pierre Henry,
Jacob Miller,
Darondo,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Marcia Griffiths,
Bauhaus,
Fear,
Blake Baxter,
Alison Limerick,
Tomorrow,
Eric Dolphy,
Cymande,
The Pretty Things,
Mission of Burma,
Rhythm & Sound,
Das Ding,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Angry Samoans,
Sällskapet,
Agent Orange,
Ralphi Rosario,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Johnny Clarke,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck.
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.