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 Burkina and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Pharoah Sanders to the rap kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Crime. All the underground hits.
All The Tremeloes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Invisible 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Mighty Diamonds record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Index,
World's Most,
Aswad,
Cluster,
Idris Muhammad,
Deadbeat,
8 Eyed Spy,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Dirtbombs,
the Fania All-Stars,
Oneida,
The Angels of Light,
Au Pairs,
The Searchers,
The Tremeloes,
Girls At Our Best!,
Ornette Coleman,
Funkadelic,
Second Layer,
Theoretical Girls,
X-102,
Brick,
Metal Thangz,
Brass Construction,
Magma,
Joe Smooth,
The Remains,
Talk Talk,
The Doobie Brothers,
Peter and Kerry,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Birthday Party,
Colin Newman,
Isaac Hayes,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
James White and The Blacks,
Neil Young,
F. McDonald,
Mandrill,
Ossler,
Barclay James Harvest,
Clear Light,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Barracudas,
Tim Buckley,
EPMD,
Howard Jones,
Sixth Finger,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Busters,
The Real Kids,
The Techniques,
Crime,
Josef K,
Lyres,
Silicon Teens,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Television Personalities,
Robert Hood,
The Sound,
Circle Jerks,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.