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 Mozambique and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the sitar 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 Arthur Verocai to the grime kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Mandrill. All the underground hits.
All The Victims tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brick record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 linndrum and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lalann record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Howard Jones,
The Names,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Black Pus,
Robert Görl,
Curtis Mayfield,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Bobby Sherman,
Marvin Gaye,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Joe Finger,
The Last Poets,
The Techniques,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
John Cale,
Archie Shepp,
Los Fastidios,
Hashim,
L. Decosne,
Kurtis Blow,
The Cure,
Erasure,
Deepchord,
The Fire Engines,
Spoonie Gee,
The Buckinghams,
The Busters,
The Toasters,
Rekid,
Malaria!,
The Trojans,
the Association,
LL Cool J,
The Doobie Brothers,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Tom Boy,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Tres Demented,
The Raincoats,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Ultravox,
Boredoms,
The Searchers,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Mission of Burma,
Country Teasers,
Lou Reed,
Maleditus Sound,
Stetsasonic,
The Pop Group,
The Move,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
New Order,
Desert Stars,
The Motions,
Pole,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.
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.