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 Canada and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Funky Four + One to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Black Flag. All the underground hits.
All Organ tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Busters 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New York Dolls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Accadde A,
The Sonics,
Procol Harum,
Sun Ra,
Swans,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Brothers Johnson,
the Normal,
The Evens,
David Axelrod,
Anakelly,
Zero Boys,
Delon & Dalcan,
Marvin Gaye,
The Motions,
Anthony Braxton,
Metal Thangz,
Chrome,
Tubeway Army,
Neil Young,
June of 44,
Rhythm & Sound,
Tomorrow,
The Offenders,
The Gap Band,
Janne Schatter,
Buzzcocks,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Bobby Womack,
The Five Americans,
Can,
Maleditus Sound,
DJ Style,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Gladiators,
The Cure,
Aaron Thompson,
B.T. Express,
Blake Baxter,
Boogie Down Productions,
Thompson Twins,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Skatalites,
Deadbeat,
The Smoke,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Connie Case,
E-Dancer,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Eurythmics,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Juan Atkins,
Matthew Halsall,
Cameo,
Junior Murvin,
Joe Smooth,
Gang Gang Dance,
Thee Headcoats,
Morten Harket,
The Fire Engines,
Bootsy Collins, Bootsy Collins, Bootsy Collins, Bootsy Collins.
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.