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 Panama and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 Mars to the crunk 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 DJ Sneak. All the underground hits.
All Jerry Gold Smith tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Spoonie Gee record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a KRS-One record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soul II Soul,
Minor Threat,
The Pop Group,
Bobby Sherman,
Gregory Isaacs,
Lyres,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Joe Smooth,
Lou Reed,
Josef K,
Echospace,
Unrelated Segments,
Soft Machine,
Kas Product,
Smog,
Donny Hathaway,
B.T. Express,
Organ,
Talk Talk,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
X-102,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Red Krayola,
Oblivians,
The Modern Lovers,
Banda Bassotti,
Ludus,
Electric Prunes,
Todd Rundgren,
Basic Channel,
The Moody Blues,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Eric Dolphy,
The Victims,
Quantec,
A Certain Ratio,
MC5,
E-Dancer,
The United States of America,
Mr. Review,
Radiohead,
The Gories,
Mad Mike,
The Flesh Eaters,
Gichy Dan,
Sun Ra,
the Normal,
Idris Muhammad,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
H. Thieme,
Jawbox,
Boredoms,
Cal Tjader,
Buzzcocks,
F. McDonald,
Simply Red,
Kerrie Biddell,
Kayak,
Bang On A Can,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Yellowson,
Rapeman,
Desert Stars, Desert Stars, Desert Stars, Desert Stars.
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.