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 Argentina and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Black Dice. All the underground hits.
All The Index tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Easy Going record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 a snare and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a DJ Style record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Moebius,
Sandy B,
Flash Fearless,
the Fania All-Stars,
Ken Boothe,
Pharoah Sanders,
The New Christs,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Byron Stingily,
Audionom,
Jimmy McGriff,
Yusef Lateef,
The Trojans,
Erykah Badu,
The Pop Group,
Sister Nancy,
Donny Hathaway,
The Offenders,
The Victims,
Joyce Sims,
Rosa Yemen,
Inner City,
Beasts of Bourbon,
48th St. Collective,
Moss Icon,
The Count Five,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Busters,
a-ha,
Roger Hodgson,
Matthew Halsall,
kango's stein massive,
Theoretical Girls,
Average White Band,
The Mummies,
DJ Sneak,
Cecil Taylor,
Tim Buckley,
Malaria!,
Eli Mardock,
Vladislav Delay,
Wasted Youth,
Black Moon,
Buzzcocks,
Mary Jane Girls,
Duran Duran,
Quando Quango,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Brass Construction,
Bizarre Inc.,
Judy Mowatt,
H. Thieme,
Grandmaster Flash,
Barrington Levy,
Technova,
Kool Moe Dee,
X-101,
Lakeside,
the Sonics,
Roy Ayers, Roy Ayers, Roy Ayers, Roy Ayers.
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.