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 Algeria and from Milan.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the linndrum 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 grunge kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Kenny Larkin. All the underground hits.
All Jerry's Kids tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Blake Baxter 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 güiro and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sonny Sharrock record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Skarface,
Japan,
Sun City Girls,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Reagan Youth,
Bill Wells,
Youth Brigade,
John Cale,
Ronan,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
D'Angelo,
Amon Düül II,
Fear,
Andrew Hill,
Eddi Front,
Gang Green,
Faraquet,
Crooked Eye,
Wire,
Rapeman,
Gong,
Delon & Dalcan,
Tropical Tobacco,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Tubeway Army,
Smog,
Thompson Twins,
Bobby Sherman,
Curtis Mayfield,
Kas Product,
Cybotron,
Clear Light,
Boz Scaggs,
Television,
Johnny Osbourne,
Surgeon,
Ralphi Rosario,
The J.B.'s,
Derrick May,
DJ Sneak,
Model 500,
Lalo Schifrin,
Shuggie Otis,
Soul II Soul,
The Remains,
the Human League,
The Black Dice,
Glambeats Corp.,
Danielle Patucci,
Jesper Dahlback,
Electric Prunes,
The Buckinghams,
Minnie Riperton,
The Victims,
The Wake,
Eurythmics,
Theoretical Girls,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron.
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.