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 Comoros and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Television Personalities to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Associates. All the underground hits.
All Donald Byrd tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sugar Minott record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marshall Jefferson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Hardrive,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Mojo Men,
David Axelrod,
Ohio Players,
Connie Case,
Ultravox,
The Mummies,
The Pretty Things,
The Residents,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Matthew Bourne,
Funkadelic,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Star Department,
Quantec,
Lou Reed,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Cheater Slicks,
Thee Headcoats,
Groovy Waters,
Crispian St. Peters,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
One Last Wish,
Eric Dolphy,
Bobby Hutcherson,
the Swans,
Blake Baxter,
Parry Music,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Soul Sonic Force,
A Certain Ratio,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Brick,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Nils Olav,
DJ Style,
Erykah Badu,
LL Cool J,
Panda Bear,
Black Bananas,
Kenny Larkin,
Crispy Ambulance,
Max Romeo,
Bootsy Collins,
The Evens,
Grandmaster Flash,
Grey Daturas,
DJ Sneak,
Don Cherry,
Bauhaus,
Minny Pops,
David Bowie,
Funky Four + One,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Massinfluence,
Rotary Connection,
The Blackbyrds, The Blackbyrds, The Blackbyrds, The Blackbyrds.
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.