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 Seychelles and from Bologna.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 808 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 Bobby Sherman to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Pole. All the underground hits.
All Yellowson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Girls At Our Best! record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Danielle Patucci record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Harpers Bizarre,
FM Einheit,
Suicide,
Los Fastidios,
Public Image Ltd.,
Audionom,
Supertramp,
Yazoo,
Swell Maps,
Archie Shepp,
Lower 48,
Gang Starr,
The Velvet Underground,
Davy DMX,
Reuben Wilson,
Unwound,
Agent Orange,
David McCallum,
One Last Wish,
Funkadelic,
Bobby Womack,
The Beau Brummels,
Agitation Free,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Livin' Joy,
Make Up,
Desert Stars,
Yellowson,
Dawn Penn,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Curtis Mayfield,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Camberwell Now,
Spandau Ballet,
Fad Gadget,
Infiniti,
A Certain Ratio,
The Litter,
Deadbeat,
Banda Bassotti,
Piero Umiliani,
cv313,
Tim Buckley,
Echospace,
Alton Ellis,
Tommy Roe,
Moebius,
Colin Newman,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Black Dice,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Rufus Thomas,
48th St. Collective,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Q and Not U,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Saints,
Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments.
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.