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 Guinea-Bissau and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the güiro 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 The Invisible to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Jandek. All the underground hits.
All Adolescents tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eve St. Jones record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cecil Taylor record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Curtis Mayfield,
Con Funk Shun,
Lalann,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Popol Vuh,
Nils Olav,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Q and Not U,
CMW,
Japan,
The Cowsills,
Grey Daturas,
Ronnie Foster,
Schoolly D,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Sam Rivers,
D'Angelo,
Reagan Youth,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Monochrome Set,
Fear,
Johnny Clarke,
Joe Smooth,
Gang of Four,
Darondo,
Eric B and Rakim,
Sällskapet,
The Real Kids,
Organ,
The Fugs,
Rufus Thomas,
Adolescents,
John Foxx,
Neu!,
Brass Construction,
H. Thieme,
Nation of Ulysses,
Peter and Kerry,
Amazonics,
the Bar-Kays,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Skarface,
Blake Baxter,
Dark Day,
John Cale,
The Associates,
Eurythmics,
Laurel Aitken,
The Grass Roots,
The Music Machine,
The Gories,
ABC,
Neil Young,
The Doobie Brothers,
This Heat,
Tommy Roe,
Smog,
The Human League,
Chris Corsano,
The Barracudas,
Negative Approach,
Anakelly,
David Axelrod, David Axelrod, David Axelrod, David Axelrod.
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.