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 Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Sister Nancy to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Sly & The Family Stone. All the underground hits.
All The Happenings tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kango’s Stein Massive record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tom Boy,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Amon Düül,
Television,
Charles Mingus,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Martian,
The Skatalites,
The Doors,
Nick Fraelich,
Erasure,
Gregory Isaacs,
These Immortal Souls,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
F. McDonald,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Arab on Radar,
Loose Ends,
Hashim,
the Association,
D'Angelo,
The Raincoats,
Kevin Saunderson,
Radio Birdman,
John Coltrane,
Lebanon Hanover,
Sugar Minott,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Pretty Things,
The Mojo Men,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Rites of Spring,
Andrew Hill,
Nation of Ulysses,
Gabor Szabo,
The Buckinghams,
In Retrospect,
Skriet,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Y Pants,
Pagans,
Leonard Cohen,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Dennis Brown,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Flash Fearless,
Average White Band,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Crispian St. Peters,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Qualms,
Peter & Gordon,
Slick Rick,
kango's stein massive,
Marine Girls,
John Cale,
ABC,
Derrick May,
Reagan Youth,
Organ, Organ, Organ, Organ.
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.