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 East Timor and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in 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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 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 Yusef Lateef to the punk 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 Big Daddy Kane. All the underground hits.
All The Fugs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Royal Trux 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mandrill record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Robert Hood,
Neil Young,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Lindisfarne,
Gregory Isaacs,
Godley & Creme,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
David McCallum,
Soft Cell,
The Litter,
Deadbeat,
Minor Threat,
Brothers Johnson,
Rekid,
Todd Terry,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Sun Ra,
Au Pairs,
These Immortal Souls,
The Saints,
Faust,
Section 25,
Pole,
Magma,
Basic Channel,
Y Pants,
The Alarm Clocks,
Aural Exciters,
Man Parrish,
Warsaw,
Yusef Lateef,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
OOIOO,
Hardrive,
Nils Olav,
Johnny Osbourne,
Alphaville,
Cameo,
Sonic Youth,
Silicon Teens,
Lungfish,
DJ Style,
Joyce Sims,
Excepter,
The Moleskins,
The Black Dice,
Jandek,
Underground Resistance,
Camouflage,
Amon Düül II,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Raincoats,
The Skatalites,
Johnny Clarke,
Urselle,
Pierre Henry,
Slick Rick,
Tubeway Army,
Ludus, Ludus, Ludus, Ludus.
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.