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 Kosovo and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Portland.
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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Pantaleimon to the punk 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 Aswad. All the underground hits.
All Neu! tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Names record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ludus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kas Product,
Crime,
Jeff Lynne,
Soft Machine,
Charles Mingus,
Harry Pussy,
Pulsallama,
The Barracudas,
the Normal,
Alison Limerick,
Aloha Tigers,
Fela Kuti,
Derrick May,
Junior Murvin,
The Happenings,
The Grass Roots,
Shoche,
Pierre Henry,
Funkadelic,
Sixth Finger,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
New Age Steppers,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Associates,
Marvin Gaye,
The Pop Group,
Siglo XX,
Curtis Mayfield,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Robert Wyatt,
Jerry's Kids,
Judy Mowatt,
Glambeats Corp.,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Moody Blues,
Joe Finger,
The Flesh Eaters,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Bobby Womack,
Kayak,
Alton Ellis,
Lightning Bolt,
Boredoms,
D'Angelo,
Jacob Miller,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Smoke,
Johnny Clarke,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Techniques,
Roger Hodgson,
Yusef Lateef,
Radiopuhelimet,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Schoolly D,
the Sonics,
Chrome,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Public Image Ltd.,
Sight & Sound,
Godley & Creme, Godley & Creme, Godley & Creme, Godley & Creme.
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.