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 Ethiopia and from Lille.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the sitar 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 Sixth Finger to the grunge 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 Kerri Chandler. All the underground hits.
All Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Neon Judgement record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 an arpeggiator and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Smog record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Swell Maps,
Brand Nubian,
The Standells,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Gabor Szabo,
Heaven 17,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Interpol,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
X-Ray Spex,
The Doobie Brothers,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Camouflage,
New Age Steppers,
the Fania All-Stars,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Vainqueur,
Pierre Henry,
Duran Duran,
Alphaville,
The Barracudas,
Procol Harum,
Sandy B,
Wasted Youth,
Kayak,
Theoretical Girls,
Soulsonic Force,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Moebius,
Reuben Wilson,
Junior Murvin,
The Martian,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Human League,
Alton Ellis,
Matthew Bourne,
Max Romeo,
R.M.O.,
The Move,
ABC,
David McCallum,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Idris Muhammad,
Blake Baxter,
Avey Tare,
Iggy Pop,
Matthew Halsall,
The Pop Group,
Yazoo,
Bobby Byrd,
Slick Rick,
Mars,
The Gories,
Rotary Connection,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Groovy Waters,
Man Eating Sloth,
Jandek,
Tommy Roe,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Anakelly, Anakelly, Anakelly, Anakelly.
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.