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 France and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Aswad to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Nico. All the underground hits.
All Hardrive tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ludus record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alice Coltrane record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Surgeon,
The Golliwogs,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Slick Rick,
Grauzone,
Kurtis Blow,
The Pop Group,
Scratch Acid,
Alphaville,
The Kinks,
Gerry Rafferty,
Television Personalities,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Joyce Sims,
Barbara Tucker,
Lyres,
K-Klass,
Lou Reed,
Ronnie Foster,
Sun Ra,
Icehouse,
The Martian,
Nirvana,
Delta 5,
Schoolly D,
The Misunderstood,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Lightning Bolt,
John Foxx,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Archie Shepp,
Fela Kuti,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Radiohead,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Mars,
The Mojo Men,
Rites of Spring,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Lindisfarne,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Pierre Henry,
Swans,
Peter and Kerry,
Minnie Riperton,
Derrick May,
Lee Hazlewood,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Erykah Badu,
Wolf Eyes,
Lakeside,
Main Source,
Crispian St. Peters,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Searchers,
Desert Stars,
The Gories,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Audionom, Audionom, Audionom, Audionom.
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.