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 Afghanistan and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Hong Kong.
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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the oboe 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 Kenny Larkin to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Doors. All the underground hits.
All The Sisters of Mercy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Monks 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kurtis Blow record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gichy Dan,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Soul Sonic Force,
Aural Exciters,
Simply Red,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Magazine,
Amon Düül,
Main Source,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Index,
Mark Hollis,
The Young Rascals,
Scott Walker,
The Monks,
Donald Byrd,
The Fire Engines,
Bizarre Inc.,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Altered Images,
Pharoah Sanders,
Ice-T,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Public Image Ltd.,
Roy Ayers,
Anakelly,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Litter,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Trojans,
Harpers Bizarre,
Flipper,
Zapp,
Mo-Dettes,
Symarip,
The Mummies,
Roger Hodgson,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Wasted Youth,
Cecil Taylor,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Oneida,
Parry Music,
CMW,
The Zeros,
Hasil Adkins,
The Vogues,
Peter and Kerry,
Fear,
R.M.O.,
Wolf Eyes,
Erykah Badu,
Sister Nancy,
Scrapy,
Dorothy Ashby,
Lebanon Hanover,
Livin' Joy,
DJ Sneak,
Royal Trux, Royal Trux, Royal Trux, Royal Trux.
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.