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 Suriname and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 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 FM Einheit to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Rakim. All the underground hits.
All Wasted Youth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lebanon Hanover 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gichy Dan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marine Girls,
Interpol,
Pierre Henry,
Danielle Patucci,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Bauhaus,
Marshall Jefferson,
Newcleus,
Arthur Verocai,
Terry Callier,
Judy Mowatt,
Khruangbin,
Bang On A Can,
Youth Brigade,
Ronnie Foster,
Gastr Del Sol,
Anthony Braxton,
Bad Manners,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
James White and The Blacks,
Black Bananas,
The Fall,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
MC5,
Kayak,
Skriet,
Masters at Work,
David Bowie,
John Coltrane,
D'Angelo,
World's Most,
Technova,
UT,
Zero Boys,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Basic Channel,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Wings,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Skaos,
Hot Snakes,
DJ Style,
Icehouse,
The Slackers,
Davy DMX,
Magma,
Ultra Naté,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Gabor Szabo,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Heaven 17,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Neil Young,
Visage,
Ken Boothe,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Fuzztones,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Moss Icon,
Surgeon,
Tres Demented, Tres Demented, Tres Demented, Tres Demented.
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.