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 Grenada and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 The Mojo Men to the grime kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic. All the underground hits.
All Schoolly D tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Byron Stingily record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Delta 5,
Archie Shepp,
Groovy Waters,
Livin' Joy,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Durutti Column,
Jacques Brel,
48th St. Collective,
Barbara Tucker,
Make Up,
Girls At Our Best!,
Half Japanese,
Tim Buckley,
Neil Young,
Los Fastidios,
The Fire Engines,
Cheater Slicks,
Jesper Dahlback,
Shoche,
The Modern Lovers,
Ken Boothe,
Rufus Thomas,
Roxette,
Dennis Brown,
Fear,
The Standells,
Zero Boys,
Avey Tare,
Wolf Eyes,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Sly & The Family Stone,
D'Angelo,
K-Klass,
Barrington Levy,
The Evens,
Shuggie Otis,
Arcadia,
Franke,
Moss Icon,
The Divine Comedy,
Flash Fearless,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Monks,
Eric Copeland,
Television,
Cameo,
Agitation Free,
Scan 7,
Jeff Lynne,
Sun Ra,
The Kinks,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Ice-T,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Smoke,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Techniques,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
the Normal,
Gang Green,
Duran Duran,
the Bar-Kays, the Bar-Kays, the Bar-Kays, the Bar-Kays.
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.