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 Andorra and from Lyon.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the guitar 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 Index to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Little Man. All the underground hits.
All Nas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Zero Boys record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Terror Squad Feat. Camron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cecil Taylor,
Wally Richardson,
Fear,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Michelle Simonal,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Sandy B,
Faust,
Ohio Players,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Remains,
June Days,
Malaria!,
The Modern Lovers,
Mandrill,
Oneida,
Cabaret Voltaire,
L. Decosne,
Visage,
Robert Görl,
Dennis Brown,
The Cure,
Joensuu 1685,
Magma,
X-Ray Spex,
Sun City Girls,
Guru Guru,
Alphaville,
Subhumans,
Pantaleimon,
cv313,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
K-Klass,
Television,
The Buckinghams,
Lightning Bolt,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Ronan,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Star Department,
Blake Baxter,
Icehouse,
The Dead C,
Liliput,
Peter & Gordon,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Selecter,
Altered Images,
The Invisible,
This Heat,
Alison Limerick,
Ornette Coleman,
The Skatalites,
Pylon,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Bill Wells,
Funkadelic,
The Raincoats,
the Bar-Kays,
Joy Division, Joy Division, Joy Division, Joy Division.
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.