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 Hungary and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the sitar 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 Con Funk Shun to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Anthony Braxton. All the underground hits.
All The Five Americans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Busters 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Cale record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Barbara Tucker,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Mummies,
Gastr Del Sol,
Harpers Bizarre,
Alice Coltrane,
Bizarre Inc.,
Kenny Larkin,
The Blues Magoos,
Duran Duran,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Q and Not U,
Schoolly D,
Eurythmics,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Hardrive,
U.S. Maple,
48th St. Collective,
The Dead C,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Jimmy McGriff,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Bluetip,
Ronan,
Quantec,
Erykah Badu,
Sarah Menescal,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Ohio Players,
Mary Jane Girls,
Fat Boys,
John Coltrane,
Marcia Griffiths,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Anthony Braxton,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Standells,
Minnie Riperton,
The Associates,
Essential Logic,
Arcadia,
Quadrant,
Outsiders,
Jeff Lynne,
Don Cherry,
Gang Starr,
Fluxion,
Interpol,
LL Cool J,
Michelle Simonal,
Y Pants,
Nirvana,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Kerrie Biddell,
Dark Day,
The Smoke,
Girls At Our Best!,
Con Funk Shun,
Soulsonic Force,
Bootsy Collins,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Bill Wells,
Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti.
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.