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 Congo and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Slits to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Can. All the underground hits.
All Ludus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every KRS-One record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delta 5 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lindisfarne,
Scientists,
Juan Atkins,
Sun Ra,
The Tremeloes,
John Coltrane,
Aaron Thompson,
Guru Guru,
The Trojans,
Crispy Ambulance,
Aswad,
Soul II Soul,
The Offenders,
Max Romeo,
The Litter,
Radiohead,
Lou Christie,
Los Fastidios,
The Monochrome Set,
Duran Duran,
Amon Düül,
Roxette,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
X-101,
Bush Tetras,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Stereo Dub,
Icehouse,
The Gun Club,
Kaleidoscope,
The Fortunes,
Mandrill,
The Barracudas,
Mars,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Tropical Tobacco,
Stetsasonic,
Marcia Griffiths,
Anakelly,
Beasts of Bourbon,
D'Angelo,
Byron Stingily,
The Vogues,
Accadde A,
Lee Hazlewood,
David McCallum,
Rhythm & Sound,
Bob Dylan,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Fall,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Inner City,
The Moleskins,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Letta Mbulu,
Johnny Osbourne,
Monks,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
JFA,
Panda Bear,
Intrusion,
Half Japanese,
Country Teasers, Country Teasers, Country Teasers, Country Teasers.
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.