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 Kenya and from Stockholm.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Milan.
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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Lucky Dragons. All the underground hits.
All Boogie Down Productions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 spring reverb and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Adolescents record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flash Fearless,
Scrapy,
Sonny Sharrock,
Brand Nubian,
Camberwell Now,
Silicon Teens,
Derrick May,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
T. Rex,
Lindisfarne,
Rekid,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Man Parrish,
The Moleskins,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Gastr Del Sol,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Drive Like Jehu,
Letta Mbulu,
Agitation Free,
Wolf Eyes,
The United States of America,
Metal Thangz,
the Germs,
Outsiders,
Sonic Youth,
Roxette,
Nirvana,
Gang Green,
Kerri Chandler,
Faraquet,
Robert Wyatt,
U.S. Maple,
Mission of Burma,
Bobbi Humphrey,
John Foxx,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Johnny Osbourne,
Sun Ra,
Sound Behaviour,
Yaz,
R.M.O.,
Al Stewart,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Soul Sonic Force,
David Axelrod,
Los Fastidios,
Moby Grape,
Anakelly,
The Names,
Eddi Front,
Essential Logic,
DNA,
Piero Umiliani,
The Mummies,
cv313,
The Leaves,
Leonard Cohen,
Harry Pussy,
Lou Christie,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Funkadelic,
Be Bop Deluxe, Be Bop Deluxe, Be Bop Deluxe, Be Bop Deluxe.
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.