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 Kosovo and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Funkadelic to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Ajijia Myrayebe. All the underground hits.
All Gang Starr tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every It's A Beautiful Day record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Liaisons Dangereuses record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The United States of America,
Todd Terry,
Todd Rundgren,
Monolake,
Cymande,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Nik Kershaw,
Wings,
Au Pairs,
The Toasters,
Nas,
Eric Dolphy,
Fear,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Knickerbockers,
Sexual Harrassment,
Kenny Larkin,
Dawn Penn,
Loose Ends,
Interpol,
Sound Behaviour,
Ultra Naté,
Model 500,
Letta Mbulu,
The Smiths,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Chris Corsano,
Aswad,
Dual Sessions,
Tears for Fears,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Magma,
Grey Daturas,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
ABC,
Black Sheep,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Drexciya,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Make Up,
Cal Tjader,
Anthony Braxton,
Vainqueur,
Lebanon Hanover,
Fad Gadget,
Electric Prunes,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Blake Baxter,
U.S. Maple,
Agent Orange,
Crispian St. Peters,
Blancmange,
Massinfluence,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Alice Coltrane,
Gichy Dan,
Kaleidoscope,
Vladislav Delay,
The Star Department,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
John Cale, John Cale, John Cale, John Cale.
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.