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 Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Brothers Johnson to the jazz 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 Vainqueur. All the underground hits.
All X-102 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Monks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 linndrum and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Archie Shepp record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cameo,
Yaz,
Suburban Knight,
Hot Snakes,
Ronan,
Freddie Wadling,
The Knickerbockers,
Dual Sessions,
Tomorrow,
The Buckinghams,
Crash Course in Science,
L. Decosne,
Scott Walker,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Mary Jane Girls,
Jimmy McGriff,
The New Christs,
Lalo Schifrin,
EPMD,
Grey Daturas,
The Residents,
The Doobie Brothers,
JFA,
Boogie Down Productions,
Gil Scott Heron,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Oblivians,
Yellowson,
Iggy Pop,
The Sound,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
PIL,
Basic Channel,
Roy Ayers,
The Gladiators,
FM Einheit,
Black Bananas,
Rapeman,
Letta Mbulu,
Nico,
Neu!,
Dorothy Ashby,
MC5,
Davy DMX,
Thompson Twins,
Stiv Bators,
ABBA,
K-Klass,
the Germs,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Robert Hood,
Skaos,
Young Marble Giants,
Supertramp,
The Leaves,
Glenn Branca,
The Divine Comedy,
Tears for Fears,
Susan Cadogan,
Cluster,
KRS-One,
Toni Rubio,
Mission of Burma,
Can, Can, Can, Can.
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.