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 Gambia 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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the güiro 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 Soul II Soul to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Sarah Menescal. All the underground hits.
All Michelle Simonal tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Harmonia record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rahsaan Roland Kirk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Niagra,
Skarface,
The Smoke,
Connie Case,
Sexual Harrassment,
Ultravox,
Janne Schatter,
Motorama,
10cc,
the Sonics,
Organ,
Joyce Sims,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Theoretical Girls,
Bob Dylan,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Modern Lovers,
Kas Product,
Bizarre Inc.,
Pole,
Joensuu 1685,
Country Teasers,
Albert Ayler,
The Move,
Swans,
Intrusion,
Rotary Connection,
The Moleskins,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Scan 7,
Depeche Mode,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Radiopuhelimet,
Harry Pussy,
Gichy Dan,
Fear,
Tears for Fears,
a-ha,
K-Klass,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Raincoats,
Laurel Aitken,
Delon & Dalcan,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Fire Engines,
The Buckinghams,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Barracudas,
Quantec,
Bobby Womack,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Essential Logic,
Pharoah Sanders,
Young Marble Giants,
The American Breed,
Stockholm Monsters,
Lalann,
The Red Krayola,
The Doors,
Hardrive, Hardrive, Hardrive, Hardrive.
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.