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 Iraq and from Winnipeg.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Todd Rundgren to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Roy Ayers Ubiquity. All the underground hits.
All Swans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Al Stewart record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Neil Young & Crazy Horse 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?
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
John Cale,
kango's stein massive,
Intrusion,
Cymande,
Jawbox,
Ornette Coleman,
The Invisible,
Tom Boy,
The Remains,
Motorama,
The J.B.'s,
Lou Christie,
Rekid,
Sister Nancy,
Kool Moe Dee,
Alison Limerick,
Eurythmics,
Funkadelic,
Girls At Our Best!,
Glambeats Corp.,
Cheater Slicks,
Reagan Youth,
Dorothy Ashby,
Roy Ayers,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Dual Sessions,
The Cosmic Jokers,
JFA,
Dawn Penn,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Andrew Hill,
Camberwell Now,
The New Christs,
Scrapy,
The Trojans,
Spoonie Gee,
The Saints,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Gories,
Sonic Youth,
Scion,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Hasil Adkins,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Little Man,
T.S.O.L.,
Y Pants,
Maurizio,
The Leaves,
Television Personalities,
Deakin,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Swell Maps,
Black Pus,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
the Human League,
Idris Muhammad,
Johnny Osbourne, Johnny Osbourne, Johnny Osbourne, Johnny Osbourne.
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.