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 St Lucia and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Lagos.
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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
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 Lou Reed & John Cale to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 The Shadows of Knight. All the underground hits.
All Scott Walker + Sunn O))) tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Johnny Osbourne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a James White and The Blacks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Faust,
The Trojans,
The Raincoats,
Ossler,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
KRS-One,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
the Human League,
Bobby Sherman,
John Coltrane,
Average White Band,
James White and The Blacks,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
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New Age Steppers,
Stiv Bators,
Jacob Miller,
Television Personalities,
The Smiths,
The Durutti Column,
Johnny Osbourne,
Faraquet,
Bob Dylan,
Procol Harum,
The Beau Brummels,
The Monks,
Jeru the Damaja,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Flesh Eaters,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Siglo XX,
David Bowie,
Brothers Johnson,
Newcleus,
Rapeman,
Alice Coltrane,
Joy Division,
Tres Demented,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Schoolly D,
Blancmange,
Boredoms,
Sonic Youth,
The Moody Blues,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Maleditus Sound,
Wolf Eyes,
Interpol,
Howard Jones,
Glenn Branca,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Moss Icon,
Nils Olav,
Malaria!,
Eddi Front,
Lakeside,
Fad Gadget,
Byron Stingily, Byron Stingily, Byron Stingily, Byron Stingily.
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.