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 Qatar and from Taipei.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Toronto.
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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Litter to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Alphaville. All the underground hits.
All The Fortunes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every June Days 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Country Teasers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camouflage,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
China Crisis,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Searchers,
Pylon,
The Residents,
Iggy Pop,
Au Pairs,
K-Klass,
The Skatalites,
Section 25,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Amazonics,
Isaac Hayes,
Severed Heads,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Busters,
The Five Americans,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Soul II Soul,
Motorama,
David Bowie,
Average White Band,
Yusef Lateef,
Michelle Simonal,
The Doobie Brothers,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Unrelated Segments,
FM Einheit,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Black Dice,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Suicide,
Kerri Chandler,
the Association,
Rites of Spring,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Loose Ends,
Gil Scott Heron,
Matthew Bourne,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Swell Maps,
One Last Wish,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Maleditus Sound,
Audionom,
John Holt,
Leonard Cohen,
Quadrant,
Main Source,
Ten City,
Joensuu 1685,
Siglo XX,
Ronan,
Moss Icon,
The Offenders,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
David McCallum,
The Move,
Sun Ra, Sun Ra, Sun Ra, Sun Ra.
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.