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 Romania and from Toronto.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 organ 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 Dawn Penn 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 The Young Rascals. All the underground hits.
All The Walker Brothers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultimate Spinach record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 an arpeggiator and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jerry's Kids record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roy Ayers,
PIL,
Sound Behaviour,
James White and The Blacks,
Patti Smith,
Altered Images,
Electric Prunes,
Curtis Mayfield,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Mars,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Neil Young,
The Busters,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Camberwell Now,
Aaron Thompson,
Second Layer,
The Searchers,
Susan Cadogan,
Soft Machine,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Black Flag,
the Human League,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Funkadelic,
The Selecter,
World's Most,
Archie Shepp,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Eli Mardock,
Jacob Miller,
The Moody Blues,
The Durutti Column,
Rekid,
Siglo XX,
CMW,
The Skatalites,
Gastr Del Sol,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Stooges,
Johnny Osbourne,
Lightning Bolt,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
the Slits,
Peter & Gordon,
Derrick May,
John Cale,
Gang Green,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Kurtis Blow,
Echospace,
The Blackbyrds,
The Grass Roots,
Ken Boothe,
The Star Department,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Inner City,
Nas,
Rhythm & Sound,
Mad Mike, Mad Mike, Mad Mike, Mad Mike.
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.