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 Burkina and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Don Cherry to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Ultra Naté. All the underground hits.
All Albert Ayler tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Duran Duran record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Isaac Hayes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Tremeloes,
Malaria!,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Scientists,
Marine Girls,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Al Stewart,
kango's stein massive,
The Golliwogs,
Althea and Donna,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Sonic Youth,
DJ Sneak,
Eden Ahbez,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Sex Pistols,
New Order,
Roxette,
Sugar Minott,
Bootsy Collins,
Fort Wilson Riot,
the Soft Cell,
Joyce Sims,
Ultra Naté,
the Normal,
Monks,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Raincoats,
The Shadows of Knight,
Khruangbin,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Sonics,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Young Rascals,
Ossler,
Fluxion,
Siglo XX,
Swell Maps,
The Count Five,
Main Source,
Quando Quango,
Black Bananas,
Deakin,
Harry Pussy,
Aural Exciters,
The Slits,
Brand Nubian,
D'Angelo,
The Invisible,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Peter and Kerry,
Chrome,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Jawbox,
Cecil Taylor,
Delon & Dalcan,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Isaac Hayes,
Jesper Dahlback,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.