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 Mauritania and from Woodstock.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Milan.
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 theremin 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 Sam Rivers to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Alton Ellis. All the underground hits.
All Minutemen tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Parry Music record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Quantec,
Maleditus Sound,
the Association,
Tubeway Army,
The Remains,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Roxy Music,
Aloha Tigers,
Neil Young,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Sonic Youth,
Iggy Pop,
The Monochrome Set,
James White and The Blacks,
The Golliwogs,
The Smoke,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Wake,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Jawbox,
Josef K,
Suicide,
Thee Headcoats,
Flamin' Groovies,
Severed Heads,
Jerry's Kids,
Grauzone,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Hashim,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Marc Almond,
Tommy Roe,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Main Source,
Kool Moe Dee,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Juan Atkins,
MC5,
June Days,
New Age Steppers,
The Black Dice,
FM Einheit,
The Count Five,
Trumans Water,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
E-Dancer,
The Selecter,
June of 44,
Skarface,
Soft Machine,
Althea and Donna,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Ossler,
Joey Negro,
DNA,
Delta 5,
Fad Gadget,
Little Man,
This Heat,
Supertramp, Supertramp, Supertramp, Supertramp.
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.