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 Portugal and from Jakarta.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Yusef Lateef to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Whodini. All the underground hits.
All Surgeon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lindisfarne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Japan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Ten City,
The Mojo Men,
Grauzone,
Roy Ayers,
Franke,
Smog,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
UT,
Rosa Yemen,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The American Breed,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Human League,
Ralphi Rosario,
Dennis Brown,
Prince Buster,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Sun Ra,
Barclay James Harvest,
cv313,
Erykah Badu,
Faraquet,
Bush Tetras,
Blake Baxter,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Hoover,
The Fuzztones,
Barrington Levy,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Blossom Toes,
Kaleidoscope,
Intrusion,
Pere Ubu,
the Human League,
Ossler,
H. Thieme,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Mr. Review,
Agitation Free,
Connie Case,
Minnie Riperton,
Television,
The Martian,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Evens,
Lou Reed,
Skriet,
Godley & Creme,
Index,
The Motions,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Todd Terry,
Altered Images,
Bluetip,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Glambeats Corp.,
Black Moon,
Steve Hackett,
Sun Ra Arkestra, Sun Ra Arkestra, Sun Ra Arkestra, Sun Ra Arkestra.
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.