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 Brunei and from Bologna.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Skatalites 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 New York Dolls. All the underground hits.
All EPMD tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ralphi Rosario record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Swell Maps record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barclay James Harvest,
Radiopuhelimet,
Basic Channel,
Roxette,
Trumans Water,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Skaos,
The Remains,
Stetsasonic,
EPMD,
Grandmaster Flash,
Wire,
Stereo Dub,
Y Pants,
The Dave Clark Five,
Yazoo,
Deepchord,
The Names,
MDC,
Jandek,
ABC,
Gichy Dan,
Underground Resistance,
Jeff Lynne,
Wasted Youth,
Jimmy McGriff,
This Heat,
New York Dolls,
Camouflage,
John Coltrane,
Supertramp,
Lakeside,
The Tremeloes,
Tomorrow,
James White and The Blacks,
The Monks,
Arthur Verocai,
Unwound,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Charles Mingus,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Chris & Cosey,
The Residents,
John Cale,
Sällskapet,
A Certain Ratio,
The Gun Club,
Terry Callier,
Isaac Hayes,
Easy Going,
The Blues Magoos,
Television,
F. McDonald,
the Swans,
Radiohead,
Brand Nubian,
Big Daddy Kane,
Nas,
Barbara Tucker,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Nirvana, Nirvana, Nirvana, Nirvana.
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.