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 Denmark and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
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 Pole to the rap 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 Japan. All the underground hits.
All Bobbi Humphrey tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eurythmics 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jesper Dahlbäck record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Von Mondo,
Albert Ayler,
Todd Terry,
Lakeside,
Avey Tare,
The Misunderstood,
Zapp,
Pole,
the Swans,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Inner City,
LL Cool J,
The Gun Club,
Barbara Tucker,
Agitation Free,
Pantaleimon,
R.M.O.,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Ralphi Rosario,
Soul II Soul,
Crash Course in Science,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Raincoats,
Hot Snakes,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Y Pants,
Malaria!,
Jandek,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Moss Icon,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Donny Hathaway,
Ice-T,
Eli Mardock,
Camouflage,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Gerry Rafferty,
Adolescents,
Ludus,
Reuben Wilson,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Divine Comedy,
Stetsasonic,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Nation of Ulysses,
Organ,
Thompson Twins,
Kevin Saunderson,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Mojo Men,
8 Eyed Spy,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Knickerbockers,
The Walker Brothers,
Roger Hodgson,
Icehouse,
The Slits,
The Shadows of Knight,
Siglo XX,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Golliwogs,
Drive Like Jehu,
Dark Day, Dark Day, Dark Day, Dark Day.
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.