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 Tokyo.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 organ 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 Brothers Johnson to the disco 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 Thee Headcoats. All the underground hits.
All Traffic Nightmare tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Michelle Simonal record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a synthesizer 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 organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sugar Minott,
Simply Red,
Urselle,
kango's stein massive,
Altered Images,
Circle Jerks,
The Blackbyrds,
Bush Tetras,
Magma,
Darondo,
X-102,
Robert Görl,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Moody Blues,
John Lydon,
The Wake,
Buzzcocks,
Aural Exciters,
Bobby Sherman,
Sun Ra,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Television Personalities,
Tom Boy,
In Retrospect,
Black Bananas,
Eurythmics,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Sonics,
E-Dancer,
the Human League,
The Barracudas,
Gang Green,
Joe Finger,
Pierre Henry,
Terry Callier,
Reuben Wilson,
Audionom,
The Move,
Joensuu 1685,
Erasure,
Andrew Hill,
KRS-One,
Gang of Four,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Moss Icon,
The Zeros,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
June Days,
Babytalk,
The Selecter,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Soul II Soul,
Cameo,
Con Funk Shun,
Panda Bear,
John Cale,
The J.B.'s,
Fat Boys,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Khruangbin,
Infiniti,
The Saints, The Saints, The Saints, The Saints.
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.