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 New York.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Aswad to the dance 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 Searchers. All the underground hits.
All Swell Maps tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Technova record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 harpsichord and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gabor Szabo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ronan,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Todd Terry,
K-Klass,
Soul II Soul,
Junior Murvin,
Traffic Nightmare,
Wings,
Chris & Cosey,
Nils Olav,
Fear,
Archie Shepp,
Roxy Music,
Soulsonic Force,
The Raincoats,
The Standells,
Wire,
Whodini,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Residents,
Buzzcocks,
Ultra Naté,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Minor Threat,
Ornette Coleman,
Camouflage,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
B.T. Express,
Fluxion,
Ice-T,
Youth Brigade,
Rakim,
The Techniques,
Make Up,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Swell Maps,
Spoonie Gee,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Pantaleimon,
Derrick Morgan,
Cameo,
Pagans,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Ronnie Foster,
the Association,
OOIOO,
The Detroit Cobras,
John Holt,
June of 44,
Quando Quango,
Gang Green,
Lou Reed,
Radiohead,
Black Sheep,
Nirvana,
Barry Ungar,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Josef K,
Marine Girls,
Albert Ayler, Albert Ayler, Albert Ayler, Albert Ayler.
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.