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 Macedonia and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the snare 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 Nas to the disco 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 Zero Boys. All the underground hits.
All Gian Franco Pienzio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brick record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soulsonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Clear Light,
Prince Buster,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
the Association,
Thompson Twins,
Qualms,
cv313,
Eric Dolphy,
Magazine,
Nirvana,
Lower 48,
The Beau Brummels,
The Associates,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Fluxion,
The Gories,
The Dirtbombs,
Sandy B,
Isaac Hayes,
Kenny Larkin,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Vainqueur,
Ohio Players,
10cc,
Ronnie Foster,
Erykah Badu,
Au Pairs,
The Slits,
Radio Birdman,
Franke,
Chris Corsano,
Index,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Althea and Donna,
Scientists,
Japan,
Zapp,
E-Dancer,
The Monochrome Set,
Peter and Kerry,
Dave Gahan,
Iggy Pop,
Lalo Schifrin,
Howard Jones,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Motions,
Terry Callier,
the Sonics,
Sam Rivers,
Suburban Knight,
Deadbeat,
Intrusion,
Make Up,
Steve Hackett,
Albert Ayler,
Alton Ellis,
John Cale,
Royal Trux,
Byron Stingily, Byron Stingily, Byron Stingily, Byron Stingily.
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.