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 Haiti and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the snare 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 Slick Rick to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 New Age Steppers. All the underground hits.
All Todd Terry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every EPMD record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Stiv Bators record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Reed,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Donny Hathaway,
Archie Shepp,
Don Cherry,
The Techniques,
Camouflage,
The Move,
Nik Kershaw,
Lalo Schifrin,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Icehouse,
The Modern Lovers,
Jerry's Kids,
Quantec,
The Neon Judgement,
Big Daddy Kane,
Cecil Taylor,
Bill Wells,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Slave,
Alphaville,
Ossler,
Zapp,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Idris Muhammad,
Arcadia,
The United States of America,
Patti Smith,
ABC,
The Five Americans,
Malaria!,
Panda Bear,
The Last Poets,
Country Teasers,
Cal Tjader,
Barrington Levy,
The Black Dice,
Juan Atkins,
Franke,
Television Personalities,
Black Pus,
Jeff Mills,
In Retrospect,
Rapeman,
Robert Wyatt,
Electric Prunes,
Young Marble Giants,
The Raincoats,
Dead Boys,
These Immortal Souls,
Soul II Soul,
The Gories,
X-102,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Soft Machine,
The Fugs,
Sonic Youth,
Joe Finger, Joe Finger, Joe Finger, Joe Finger.
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.