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 Nauru and from Copenhagen.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five to the rap 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 Charles Mingus. All the underground hits.
All Visage tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Radiohead 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Essential Logic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Kurtis Blow,
Rosa Yemen,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Associates,
Aloha Tigers,
Boz Scaggs,
The Index,
Al Stewart,
The Velvet Underground,
The Grass Roots,
Crooked Eye,
The Raincoats,
Leonard Cohen,
Graham Central Station,
Gregory Isaacs,
Smog,
Eli Mardock,
The Saints,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Bronski Beat,
Cymande,
Soft Machine,
FM Einheit,
Radio Birdman,
World's Most,
Grey Daturas,
Slave,
Fela Kuti,
Qualms,
Marmalade,
The Electric Prunes,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
June Days,
Kerri Chandler,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Tommy Roe,
David Axelrod,
Kayak,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Panda Bear,
The Mojo Men,
Suicide,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Television,
X-101,
Curtis Mayfield,
Sixth Finger,
Beasts of Bourbon,
the Bar-Kays,
Pierre Henry,
Eric B and Rakim,
Groovy Waters,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
kango's stein massive,
the Sonics,
Neil Young,
The New Christs,
Bobby Sherman,
Youth Brigade,
Roy Ayers,
Pole,
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.