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 Cameroon and from Taipei.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Godley & Creme to the grime 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 This Heat. All the underground hits.
All Rites of Spring tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Count Five record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 rhodes and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gong record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Can,
Leonard Cohen,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Kas Product,
CMW,
Visage,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Grey Daturas,
The Dave Clark Five,
the Normal,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Ronnie Foster,
Metal Thangz,
Von Mondo,
The Cure,
Public Enemy,
Nas,
The Shadows of Knight,
LL Cool J,
OOIOO,
Brand Nubian,
Moebius,
Sun Ra,
Talk Talk,
Ice-T,
Crispian St. Peters,
Loose Ends,
Lalann,
Altered Images,
Shoche,
John Cale,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Vladislav Delay,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Public Image Ltd.,
KRS-One,
The Walker Brothers,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Happenings,
Ossler,
Sexual Harrassment,
Max Romeo,
48th St. Collective,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Janne Schatter,
MC5,
Section 25,
Ultravox,
The Saints,
Tom Boy,
Sonny Sharrock,
T.S.O.L.,
Blancmange,
Organ,
Crispy Ambulance,
Outsiders,
Al Stewart,
Scan 7,
Maurizio,
Stetsasonic, Stetsasonic, Stetsasonic, Stetsasonic.
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.