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 Gabon and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Gabor Szabo to the crunk 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 David Axelrod tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bronski Beat 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 rhodes and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Television,
Rapeman,
Sarah Menescal,
Dead Boys,
Gang Green,
KRS-One,
Rakim,
The Birthday Party,
Mark Hollis,
Pantytec,
Harmonia,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Danielle Patucci,
The Angels of Light,
Eric Copeland,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Zapp,
The Blues Magoos,
The Monochrome Set,
Livin' Joy,
Jeru the Damaja,
Brick,
The Modern Lovers,
Reagan Youth,
Youth Brigade,
Quando Quango,
The Doobie Brothers,
Urselle,
Deepchord,
Spandau Ballet,
Pierre Henry,
Procol Harum,
Aural Exciters,
The Invisible,
Tomorrow,
Sonny Sharrock,
Symarip,
Aaron Thompson,
Liliput,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Warren Ellis,
The Trojans,
Cluster,
Sexual Harrassment,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Golliwogs,
Todd Terry,
Qualms,
Connie Case,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Radio Birdman,
In Retrospect,
Kerrie Biddell,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Interpol,
Con Funk Shun,
Hasil Adkins,
Spoonie Gee,
Nico,
Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul.
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.