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 Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Cabaret Voltaire to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Popol Vuh. All the underground hits.
All T.S.O.L. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kurtis Blow record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Eurythmics,
Blossom Toes,
Jimmy McGriff,
Lou Christie,
Lee Hazlewood,
T.S.O.L.,
Dark Day,
The Tremeloes,
Soul Sonic Force,
Circle Jerks,
Todd Rundgren,
David Axelrod,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Five Americans,
Essential Logic,
Funky Four + One,
Alton Ellis,
Kaleidoscope,
The Dirtbombs,
Black Moon,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Barrington Levy,
Average White Band,
Sällskapet,
The Remains,
the Soft Cell,
Groovy Waters,
Laurel Aitken,
Ralphi Rosario,
Brothers Johnson,
Morten Harket,
Robert Wyatt,
Pharoah Sanders,
Khruangbin,
Wolf Eyes,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Ludus,
The Fall,
The Detroit Cobras,
Traffic Nightmare,
Reagan Youth,
Lebanon Hanover,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Derrick May,
Scratch Acid,
Franke,
Bush Tetras,
Nation of Ulysses,
Cecil Taylor,
Ken Boothe,
The Monochrome Set,
D'Angelo,
Sexual Harrassment,
CMW,
The Residents,
Cluster,
Albert Ayler,
Prince Buster,
Aural Exciters,
Erasure,
John Coltrane,
Glambeats Corp.,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch.
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.