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 Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
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 The Fortunes to the rap kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Terry Callier. All the underground hits.
All Swell Maps tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sixth Finger record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Pretty Things record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lee Hazlewood,
Junior Murvin,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Matthew Halsall,
Bronski Beat,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Quantec,
Echospace,
Matthew Bourne,
Public Enemy,
Cameo,
Niagra,
The Divine Comedy,
Shuggie Otis,
Mantronix,
Harmonia,
Anthony Braxton,
Young Marble Giants,
Kerri Chandler,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Vladislav Delay,
Barrington Levy,
Blossom Toes,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
New Age Steppers,
The Fall,
Ornette Coleman,
Darondo,
Drexciya,
Cybotron,
Ten City,
E-Dancer,
China Crisis,
MDC,
Cheater Slicks,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
kango's stein massive,
The Motions,
Isaac Hayes,
Von Mondo,
Pylon,
Lou Christie,
The Beau Brummels,
Rhythm & Sound,
Unrelated Segments,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Boz Scaggs,
Gang Green,
the Germs,
The Smiths,
Tom Boy,
Duran Duran,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Eurythmics,
Donny Hathaway,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Index,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
DJ Style,
Archie Shepp, Archie Shepp, Archie Shepp, Archie Shepp.
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.