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 Togo and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 Tom Verlaine 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 Roxy Music to the punk 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 Doors. All the underground hits.
All Bob Dylan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Last Poets 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a DeepChord presents Echospace record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jesper Dahlback,
Peter and Kerry,
Piero Umiliani,
The Kinks,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Grass Roots,
Don Cherry,
Soul II Soul,
Big Daddy Kane,
Nick Fraelich,
Niagra,
The Standells,
Angry Samoans,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Skaos,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Lakeside,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Y Pants,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Martian,
Ronan,
The Gories,
The Dirtbombs,
Quando Quango,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Gregory Isaacs,
Delta 5,
The Happenings,
Basic Channel,
Monolake,
Brothers Johnson,
The Velvet Underground,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
David Bowie,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Gap Band,
The Mojo Men,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Buckinghams,
Electric Prunes,
X-101,
The Blackbyrds,
Silicon Teens,
Pantytec,
Desert Stars,
Subhumans,
Aswad,
Pierre Henry,
Amon Düül II,
X-Ray Spex,
Radio Birdman,
Alison Limerick,
The Cramps,
Junior Murvin,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Eric B and Rakim,
Masters at Work,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes.
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.