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 Russia and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide 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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Lou Reed & Metallica to the funk 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 Animal Collective. All the underground hits.
All the Normal tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rhythim Is Rhythim record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 rhodes and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kas Product record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barbara Tucker,
Rakim,
Nation of Ulysses,
the Slits,
Black Flag,
Heaven 17,
Agitation Free,
Ronan,
Rosa Yemen,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Rotary Connection,
Neil Young,
The Toasters,
Al Stewart,
Supertramp,
Traffic Nightmare,
June Days,
Ralphi Rosario,
John Holt,
the Soft Cell,
Reuben Wilson,
Deakin,
MDC,
Nirvana,
Absolute Body Control,
Brick,
Crime,
Arthur Verocai,
Alice Coltrane,
Tom Boy,
Franke,
John Lydon,
L. Decosne,
The Pretty Things,
10cc,
Blancmange,
Toni Rubio,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Von Mondo,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Cheater Slicks,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Agent Orange,
Gichy Dan,
Slick Rick,
Ossler,
Amazonics,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Accadde A,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Dennis Brown,
The Smoke,
E-Dancer,
Kurtis Blow,
The Motions,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Saints,
Fela Kuti,
Carl Craig,
Rapeman,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Litter,
JFA, JFA, JFA, JFA.
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.