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 Turkey and from Manchester.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Slits to the rap kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 DNA. All the underground hits.
All Lakeside tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Moss Icon 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Neil Young & Crazy Horse record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wolf Eyes,
Ken Boothe,
Ralphi Rosario,
Cameo,
The Modern Lovers,
the Slits,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Flipper,
Roy Ayers,
Can,
Aswad,
Pussy Galore,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Remains,
Tubeway Army,
Radiohead,
The Monochrome Set,
Barbara Tucker,
Lakeside,
Anthony Braxton,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Pharoah Sanders,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
DJ Sneak,
The Smoke,
The Durutti Column,
MDC,
The Mojo Men,
Funkadelic,
Michelle Simonal,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Quando Quango,
Mission of Burma,
The Fire Engines,
The Cowsills,
Khruangbin,
Fluxion,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Flesh Eaters,
Make Up,
Alton Ellis,
Avey Tare,
The Selecter,
Surgeon,
Archie Shepp,
The Vogues,
Q and Not U,
Amon Düül II,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Public Image Ltd.,
Country Joe & The Fish,
B.T. Express,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Interpol,
Donald Byrd,
Saccharine Trust,
Index,
The Dirtbombs,
T. Rex,
Joyce Sims, Joyce Sims, Joyce Sims, Joyce Sims.
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.