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 Spain and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 Hong Kong and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 clarinet 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 Brand Nubian to the grunge kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Eve St. Jones. All the underground hits.
All Malaria! tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fad Gadget record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Average White Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Crime,
Pussy Galore,
Cal Tjader,
La Düsseldorf,
Lindisfarne,
Popol Vuh,
Wasted Youth,
Boredoms,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Gories,
Oblivians,
Drive Like Jehu,
Sällskapet,
The Dirtbombs,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Sonic Youth,
Icehouse,
Lightning Bolt,
The Beau Brummels,
Y Pants,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Hasil Adkins,
Jerry Gold Smith,
FM Einheit,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Dave Gahan,
the Swans,
Soft Cell,
The Five Americans,
Eric Copeland,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Laurel Aitken,
The Detroit Cobras,
John Foxx,
The Smiths,
Chris & Cosey,
The Slackers,
The Wake,
Marine Girls,
Soulsonic Force,
Junior Murvin,
Isaac Hayes,
Rufus Thomas,
UT,
Pharoah Sanders,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Aaron Thompson,
These Immortal Souls,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Youth Brigade,
This Heat,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Delon & Dalcan,
Barrington Levy,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Doobie Brothers,
Anakelly,
Symarip,
Camberwell Now,
Sun City Girls,
Sugar Minott,
The Names,
The Cramps,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel.
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.