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 Angola 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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 The Gap Band to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Gories. All the underground hits.
All Godley & Creme tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Reuben Wilson 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun Ra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gang Starr,
Boz Scaggs,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Tres Demented,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Brand Nubian,
The Associates,
Zero Boys,
Ornette Coleman,
Stiv Bators,
Soulsonic Force,
Byron Stingily,
The Electric Prunes,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Yaz,
The Toasters,
Deadbeat,
The J.B.'s,
La Düsseldorf,
Joe Finger,
The Knickerbockers,
Deepchord,
Crooked Eye,
Amon Düül,
Thee Headcoats,
E-Dancer,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Count Five,
Schoolly D,
Cameo,
Scott Walker,
Black Pus,
Crash Course in Science,
Hot Snakes,
Soul II Soul,
Colin Newman,
Sun City Girls,
Index,
Jandek,
Soul Sonic Force,
Royal Trux,
Talk Talk,
Boredoms,
The Doors,
Lou Reed,
Yusef Lateef,
The Neon Judgement,
John Coltrane,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Neil Young,
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Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Alton Ellis,
Terrestrial Tones,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Yellowson,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Pagans,
Todd Rundgren,
Television Personalities,
Buzzcocks,
Gong,
Anakelly,
Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade.
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.