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 Haiti and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the sitar 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 Roxy Music to the rap 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 Ten City. All the underground hits.
All Jacob Miller tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Guru Guru 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alton Ellis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
8 Eyed Spy,
Peter & Gordon,
Aaron Thompson,
Ituana,
The Moleskins,
Bill Near,
Qualms,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Residents,
Con Funk Shun,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Jerry's Kids,
Intrusion,
Yusef Lateef,
48th St. Collective,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Gang Starr,
Vladislav Delay,
Organ,
Isaac Hayes,
Dennis Brown,
The Associates,
Khruangbin,
Pulsallama,
Sonny Sharrock,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Procol Harum,
John Coltrane,
MDC,
The Star Department,
Franke,
Brand Nubian,
Sexual Harrassment,
Popol Vuh,
Lalo Schifrin,
David McCallum,
The Invisible,
Erasure,
Roy Ayers,
The Modern Lovers,
Unrelated Segments,
Minnie Riperton,
Hasil Adkins,
Barry Ungar,
Aloha Tigers,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Danielle Patucci,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Wire,
Archie Shepp,
Unwound,
Dave Gahan,
Letta Mbulu,
Tres Demented,
The Evens,
Depeche Mode,
Spandau Ballet,
Panda Bear,
Urselle,
Gerry Rafferty,
Frankie Knuckles, Frankie Knuckles, Frankie Knuckles, Frankie Knuckles.
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.