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 Slovenia and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the sitar 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 Todd Terry to the punk 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 Urselle. All the underground hits.
All Tom Boy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Human League 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Symarip record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Idris Muhammad,
Barrington Levy,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Saints,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Khruangbin,
Goldenarms,
La Düsseldorf,
Mark Hollis,
Rites of Spring,
Rosa Yemen,
Little Man,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Angels of Light,
The Last Poets,
Reagan Youth,
Groovy Waters,
The Buckinghams,
Ralphi Rosario,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
David Axelrod,
Minny Pops,
Sexual Harrassment,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Ohio Players,
Symarip,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Pussy Galore,
Panda Bear,
Michelle Simonal,
Jerry's Kids,
Cybotron,
Fugazi,
Icehouse,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Camberwell Now,
Jeff Mills,
Make Up,
Negative Approach,
Amazonics,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Moleskins,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Lou Reed,
kango's stein massive,
Blossom Toes,
Reuben Wilson,
Sam Rivers,
ABBA,
Gabor Szabo,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Supertramp,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Guru Guru,
Jandek,
Dual Sessions,
Scientists,
Radio Birdman,
World's Most,
Pylon,
the Human League,
Easy Going,
Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!.
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.