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 Lithuania and from Jakarta.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 mellotron 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 MDC to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 The Seeds. All the underground hits.
All The Birthday Party tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every CMW 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Judy Mowatt record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Newcleus,
China Crisis,
Rotary Connection,
Lou Christie,
OOIOO,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Alarm Clocks,
Yusef Lateef,
Black Sheep,
Pylon,
Chris Corsano,
Q and Not U,
The Walker Brothers,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Selecter,
Niagra,
Supertramp,
the Fania All-Stars,
Pole,
Theoretical Girls,
Jacques Brel,
Isaac Hayes,
Shuggie Otis,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Tom Boy,
The Names,
Freddie Wadling,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Dorothy Ashby,
Dennis Brown,
Wasted Youth,
Joensuu 1685,
Rekid,
John Coltrane,
Mo-Dettes,
Half Japanese,
Yazoo,
Marine Girls,
Terry Callier,
Oblivians,
Pantytec,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Marvin Gaye,
Royal Trux,
Talk Talk,
Rod Modell,
The Standells,
Derrick Morgan,
Groovy Waters,
Buzzcocks,
Excepter,
Lower 48,
Lucky Dragons,
H. Thieme,
Connie Case,
Marmalade,
CMW,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
June of 44,
F. McDonald,
Black Bananas, Black Bananas, Black Bananas, Black Bananas.
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.