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 Sierra Leone and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 güiro 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 X-101 to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark. All the underground hits.
All Scott Walker tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Crime record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a JFA record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Animal Collective,
Don Cherry,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Tim Buckley,
Model 500,
Kool Moe Dee,
Howard Jones,
The Skatalites,
Peter and Kerry,
Donny Hathaway,
Sonic Youth,
Gichy Dan,
Camberwell Now,
Soulsonic Force,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Icehouse,
Tears for Fears,
Boz Scaggs,
Jesper Dahlback,
Aloha Tigers,
Pierre Henry,
Gong,
New York Dolls,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Birthday Party,
Cheater Slicks,
Parry Music,
The Moleskins,
The Offenders,
10cc,
Delon & Dalcan,
Anthony Braxton,
The Wake,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Blackbyrds,
Soft Machine,
Pagans,
Joey Negro,
Blancmange,
Bad Manners,
Nas,
The Slackers,
The Fugs,
Alton Ellis,
John Cale,
The Fall,
Wasted Youth,
Leonard Cohen,
Warsaw,
Colin Newman,
Gil Scott Heron,
Freddie Wadling,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Lalo Schifrin,
Minny Pops,
Yaz, Yaz, Yaz, Yaz.
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.