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 Iran and from Calgary.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the güiro 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 the Fania All-Stars to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Godley & Creme. All the underground hits.
All Arcadia tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minor Threat record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 clarinet and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bizarre Inc. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb 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?
Agent Orange,
This Heat,
Q and Not U,
Ultimate Spinach,
Procol Harum,
Eli Mardock,
Gerry Rafferty,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Music Machine,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Panda Bear,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Ronnie Foster,
Janne Schatter,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Organ,
The Techniques,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Neu!,
Motorama,
Lou Reed,
Shoche,
New Order,
Arcadia,
The Dirtbombs,
Tubeway Army,
Supertramp,
Faust,
Cameo,
The Electric Prunes,
Essential Logic,
The Martian,
Crime,
The Moody Blues,
The Litter,
Slick Rick,
Boredoms,
Interpol,
La Düsseldorf,
Barry Ungar,
Bill Wells,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Fad Gadget,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Swans,
Maurizio,
Chrome,
10cc,
Pantytec,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Black Flag,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Funkadelic,
Gang Gang Dance,
Second Layer,
Marshall Jefferson,
Henry Cow,
Franke,
Sly & The Family Stone,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Happenings, The Happenings, The Happenings, The Happenings.
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.