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 Namibia and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Andrew Hill to the rap 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 Joyce Sims. All the underground hits.
All Country Joe & The Fish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Sheep record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 linndrum and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Terror Squad Feat. Camron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Glambeats Corp.,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Bob Dylan,
The Raincoats,
Slick Rick,
Surgeon,
The Slackers,
Bill Wells,
Moss Icon,
Letta Mbulu,
The Birthday Party,
Angry Samoans,
Derrick Morgan,
Electric Prunes,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Bobby Byrd,
The Skatalites,
Crispian St. Peters,
Davy DMX,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Black Flag,
Duran Duran,
Smog,
the Bar-Kays,
The J.B.'s,
Peter & Gordon,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Colin Newman,
Buzzcocks,
Archie Shepp,
Freddie Wadling,
The Last Poets,
Bizarre Inc.,
kango's stein massive,
Pulsallama,
Todd Rundgren,
Dennis Brown,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Black Dice,
Suicide,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Sixth Finger,
Tomorrow,
Hashim,
The Smoke,
Guru Guru,
Shoche,
Idris Muhammad,
Stetsasonic,
Rapeman,
La Düsseldorf,
Tres Demented,
Don Cherry,
Soul Sonic Force,
Man Parrish,
Lebanon Hanover,
Sonic Youth,
Groovy Waters,
Banda Bassotti,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band.
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.