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 Ghana and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 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 Marvin Gaye to the jazz 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 Brothers Johnson. All the underground hits.
All Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Royal Family And The Poor 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Selector Dub Narcotic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Quando Quango,
June Days,
Freddie Wadling,
Lyres,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Jawbox,
Kenny Larkin,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Franke,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Delta 5,
Sugar Minott,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Marshall Jefferson,
Ornette Coleman,
AZ,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Judy Mowatt,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Royal Trux,
Todd Rundgren,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Pagans,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Moody Blues,
These Immortal Souls,
Marmalade,
The New Christs,
Nick Fraelich,
Kayak,
Blancmange,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Sixth Finger,
Boogie Down Productions,
Soul Sonic Force,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Birthday Party,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
New Order,
Pole,
Nico,
Grandmaster Flash,
Hardrive,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Hoover,
Scott Walker,
Trumans Water,
Mark Hollis,
JFA,
Iggy Pop,
The Gun Club,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Crispy Ambulance,
Kas Product,
The Real Kids,
John Coltrane,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Dead Boys,
Outsiders,
Lakeside, Lakeside, Lakeside, Lakeside.
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.