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 Slovenia and from Lagos.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Cal Tjader to the dance 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 Soul II Soul. All the underground hits.
All Porter Ricks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Shadows of Knight 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Todd Rundgren record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scan 7,
Idris Muhammad,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Velvet Underground,
Alton Ellis,
Nils Olav,
Moss Icon,
The Electric Prunes,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Fuzztones,
Fluxion,
Quantec,
Skarface,
The Monochrome Set,
Wings,
The Barracudas,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Count Five,
Pulsallama,
Scion,
Rapeman,
Moebius,
Sam Rivers,
Albert Ayler,
Gil Scott Heron,
Altered Images,
The Pretty Things,
Rotary Connection,
Half Japanese,
Deadbeat,
U.S. Maple,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Swans,
Reagan Youth,
Easy Going,
L. Decosne,
Black Moon,
Soulsonic Force,
Johnny Osbourne,
Youth Brigade,
Subhumans,
Freddie Wadling,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Names,
Vainqueur,
Brick,
Crime,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Remains,
Deepchord,
Section 25,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Theoretical Girls,
The Real Kids,
MC5,
Tres Demented,
Fad Gadget,
Agitation Free,
Sound Behaviour,
Pierre Henry,
KRS-One, KRS-One, KRS-One, KRS-One.
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.