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 Barbados and from Beijing.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Toronto.
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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
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 Au Pairs to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Nas. All the underground hits.
All Swans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Panda Bear record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Teenage Jesus and the Jerks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin 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?
kango's stein massive,
Rufus Thomas,
Joey Negro,
The Martian,
The Leaves,
Newcleus,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Unrelated Segments,
Scan 7,
Lightning Bolt,
Cameo,
Aaron Thompson,
Fatback Band,
Donny Hathaway,
Black Flag,
The Names,
Sight & Sound,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Rhythm & Sound,
Soul II Soul,
Ituana,
Ken Boothe,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Duran Duran,
Ponytail,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Last Poets,
Royal Trux,
Saccharine Trust,
Ralphi Rosario,
Fluxion,
Ludus,
Isaac Hayes,
Byron Stingily,
Jacob Miller,
Joyce Sims,
The American Breed,
Aswad,
June of 44,
The Moody Blues,
Delon & Dalcan,
Popol Vuh,
Animal Collective,
Jeru the Damaja,
Al Stewart,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Motorama,
Easy Going,
Pantaleimon,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Pop Group,
Nirvana,
Moss Icon,
The Modern Lovers,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Tom Boy,
L. Decosne,
Whodini,
Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef.
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.