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 Marshall Islands and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Suburban Knight. All the underground hits.
All Radiopuhelimet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lonnie Liston Smith record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rhythm & Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Pantaleimon,
Terry Callier,
Anakelly,
10cc,
MC5,
D'Angelo,
Zapp,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Con Funk Shun,
Ultra Naté,
Lalo Schifrin,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Sight & Sound,
Hot Snakes,
Sonny Sharrock,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Unwound,
Amon Düül,
Alison Limerick,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Second Layer,
The Alarm Clocks,
Al Stewart,
Q and Not U,
The Divine Comedy,
Japan,
The New Christs,
Traffic Nightmare,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Electric Prunes,
Roy Ayers,
Bill Near,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Peter and Kerry,
Aloha Tigers,
KRS-One,
the Soft Cell,
Tubeway Army,
Groovy Waters,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Schoolly D,
Funkadelic,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Eddi Front,
E-Dancer,
Sun City Girls,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Durutti Column,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Gladiators,
Glenn Branca,
Josef K,
Jandek,
Visage,
Talk Talk,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Slits,
Kurtis Blow, Kurtis Blow, Kurtis Blow, Kurtis Blow.
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.