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 Dominica and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
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 Alice Coltrane to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Saints. All the underground hits.
All the Soft Cell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soul II Soul record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lebanon Hanover record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter & Gordon,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Drexciya,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Moby Grape,
Cameo,
Q and Not U,
Boogie Down Productions,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Vogues,
The Busters,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Yellowson,
Little Man,
DJ Sneak,
the Germs,
Kool Moe Dee,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Tom Boy,
the Normal,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Scan 7,
The Buckinghams,
Tim Buckley,
Gong,
Man Parrish,
The Doobie Brothers,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Aswad,
Kevin Saunderson,
Black Sheep,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Shuggie Otis,
The Saints,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Pierre Henry,
Essential Logic,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Sonic Youth,
Funky Four + One,
Talk Talk,
Brothers Johnson,
The Electric Prunes,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Ossler,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Thompson Twins,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Sam Rivers,
OOIOO,
Piero Umiliani,
Ohio Players,
Icehouse,
Adolescents,
Joensuu 1685,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Wings,
Arthur Verocai,
Aaron Thompson,
Heaven 17,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Half Japanese, Half Japanese, Half Japanese, Half Japanese.
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.