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 Honduras and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic 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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 The Sonics to the disco 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 Jawbox. All the underground hits.
All Alton Ellis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sound Behaviour 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Knickerbockers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Leonard Cohen,
Drive Like Jehu,
Shuggie Otis,
Procol Harum,
MC5,
The Golliwogs,
Grey Daturas,
Black Sheep,
Nils Olav,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Japan,
Can,
Bush Tetras,
Black Pus,
Bizarre Inc.,
the Soft Cell,
Wolf Eyes,
Lou Reed,
Sarah Menescal,
Sonic Youth,
X-101,
LL Cool J,
kango's stein massive,
The Saints,
Darondo,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Fall,
Kaleidoscope,
Lalann,
Brass Construction,
Patti Smith,
Circle Jerks,
Pharoah Sanders,
the Association,
Model 500,
Avey Tare,
Connie Case,
The Grass Roots,
Suicide,
Johnny Clarke,
Yaz,
Brand Nubian,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
a-ha,
Rhythm & Sound,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Kinks,
Bob Dylan,
Sun Ra,
Swans,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Con Funk Shun,
Von Mondo,
Organ,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Electric Prunes,
Harpers Bizarre,
Gang Starr,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Vogues,
Easy Going,
Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions.
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.