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 Australia and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 The Dead C to the jazz 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 Bad Manners. All the underground hits.
All The Blackbyrds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jerry's Kids record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 güiro and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Shoche record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yaz,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Roger Hodgson,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Gap Band,
Quando Quango,
Public Enemy,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Sexual Harrassment,
John Cale,
Sarah Menescal,
Bill Wells,
Laurel Aitken,
Ronan,
Sugar Minott,
Youth Brigade,
Marcia Griffiths,
Pharoah Sanders,
Khruangbin,
Cecil Taylor,
Kevin Saunderson,
Nico,
the Fania All-Stars,
Suicide,
Gerry Rafferty,
F. McDonald,
Nils Olav,
The Dave Clark Five,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Beasts of Bourbon,
John Lydon,
Jacques Brel,
Maleditus Sound,
Moss Icon,
Radio Birdman,
The Invisible,
The Fire Engines,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Barry Ungar,
Neil Young,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Dead C,
Glenn Branca,
Jawbox,
Eden Ahbez,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Slave,
The Modern Lovers,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Archie Shepp,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
MDC,
China Crisis,
Sun City Girls,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Move,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Country Teasers, Country Teasers, Country Teasers, Country Teasers.
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.