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 Bulgaria and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 808 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 Funky Four + One to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Bang on a Can All-Stars. All the underground hits.
All Lalo Schifrin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Max Romeo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Dave Clark Five record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ituana,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
X-101,
Hoover,
Soft Cell,
The Misunderstood,
Roy Ayers,
Technova,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Detroit Cobras,
Intrusion,
Glenn Branca,
Make Up,
Royal Trux,
Brick,
The Shadows of Knight,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Aural Exciters,
Yellowson,
Lyres,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Jeff Mills,
Sixth Finger,
Groovy Waters,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Fugs,
Arcadia,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Parry Music,
Morten Harket,
Swans,
Maleditus Sound,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
June Days,
The Move,
The Motions,
Gil Scott Heron,
Suburban Knight,
Interpol,
The Mighty Diamonds,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Can,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Black Sheep,
Mr. Review,
The Sonics,
Ornette Coleman,
Aaron Thompson,
Thompson Twins,
Lower 48,
Public Enemy,
Flash Fearless,
Wire,
This Heat,
Rufus Thomas,
Model 500,
The Human League,
Isaac Hayes,
Nation of Ulysses,
Nico,
The Durutti Column,
Au Pairs, Au Pairs, Au Pairs, Au Pairs.
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.