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 Grenada and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Susan Cadogan to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Easy Going. All the underground hits.
All DeepChord presents Echospace tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Goldenarms record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Skatalites record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barry Ungar,
Crash Course in Science,
Wings,
Kas Product,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
New Age Steppers,
Al Stewart,
Rufus Thomas,
Subhumans,
Ken Boothe,
Jimmy McGriff,
Black Moon,
Delon & Dalcan,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Lou Reed,
Los Fastidios,
Soft Machine,
The Mojo Men,
Deadbeat,
Scion,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Last Poets,
Leonard Cohen,
Easy Going,
Idris Muhammad,
Camberwell Now,
Blake Baxter,
Josef K,
Prince Buster,
Khruangbin,
The Grass Roots,
Von Mondo,
Anakelly,
T.S.O.L.,
Qualms,
Marcia Griffiths,
Trumans Water,
Nils Olav,
Juan Atkins,
The Beau Brummels,
Nation of Ulysses,
Archie Shepp,
CMW,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Associates,
The Pop Group,
Quadrant,
Fat Boys,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Funky Four + One,
Skarface,
Zapp,
Camouflage,
The Fugs,
The Stooges,
10cc,
Tomorrow,
The Smoke,
Joe Smooth,
Rites of Spring,
Eric Copeland,
Lightning Bolt,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Boz Scaggs,
Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz.
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.