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 Libya and from Mexico City.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 John Coltrane to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Dawn Penn. All the underground hits.
All Television tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alton Ellis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 808 and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a London Community Gospel Choir record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ice-T,
The Doors,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Evens,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Zero Boys,
UT,
Avey Tare,
Bush Tetras,
The J.B.'s,
Section 25,
Laurel Aitken,
Public Image Ltd.,
Sam Rivers,
The Moleskins,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Siglo XX,
Lou Christie,
Marine Girls,
Peter & Gordon,
Motorama,
Drive Like Jehu,
Shuggie Otis,
Scott Walker,
Main Source,
The Vogues,
The Slackers,
JFA,
Alison Limerick,
The Standells,
The Beau Brummels,
Charles Mingus,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Organ,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Soulsonic Force,
James White and The Blacks,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Ronnie Foster,
Tom Boy,
Ken Boothe,
The Grass Roots,
Trumans Water,
Fifty Foot Hose,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Warsaw,
Kayak,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Guru Guru,
Technova,
Whodini,
Bobby Sherman,
Aloha Tigers,
Average White Band,
Zapp,
Television Personalities,
Robert Hood,
The Count Five, The Count Five, The Count Five, The Count Five.
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.