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 Seychelles 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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the güiro 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 The Knickerbockers to the grime 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 The Chocolate Watch Band. All the underground hits.
All Deadbeat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Associates record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Raincoats record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Terry Callier,
Swell Maps,
The Evens,
Avey Tare,
Sällskapet,
Tom Boy,
The Cure,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Ultra Naté,
Suicide,
Hashim,
Jeru the Damaja,
Lalo Schifrin,
David Axelrod,
Chrome,
Patti Smith,
Matthew Bourne,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
OOIOO,
Sandy B,
the Soft Cell,
E-Dancer,
New Order,
Country Teasers,
The Star Department,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Sugar Minott,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Swans,
Animal Collective,
Grey Daturas,
Funky Four + One,
Janne Schatter,
Godley & Creme,
The Slackers,
Skaos,
DJ Sneak,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
the Slits,
Joensuu 1685,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Junior Murvin,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Gories,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Durutti Column,
Lakeside,
Cybotron,
Pantytec,
John Lydon,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Motions,
Flamin' Groovies,
Brothers Johnson,
The Victims,
Robert Görl,
Aural Exciters,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Johnny Clarke,
The Walker Brothers,
Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc..
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You don't know what you really want.
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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.