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 Mauritius and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Parry Music to the electroclash 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 Sällskapet. All the underground hits.
All Patti Smith tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Silicon Teens 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 clarinet and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Radio Birdman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Desert Stars,
The Dirtbombs,
Flamin' Groovies,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Essential Logic,
Dual Sessions,
Aloha Tigers,
Circle Jerks,
The Toasters,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Mandrill,
Second Layer,
the Sonics,
Cybotron,
David Axelrod,
Scientists,
Harpers Bizarre,
Blossom Toes,
Au Pairs,
Liliput,
Pantaleimon,
the Slits,
The Grass Roots,
Gil Scott Heron,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Crime,
Shoche,
Funkadelic,
Country Teasers,
Vladislav Delay,
Moss Icon,
Flash Fearless,
Barbara Tucker,
Bobby Womack,
Isaac Hayes,
T. Rex,
Minutemen,
Scott Walker,
Faust,
Matthew Halsall,
Soul II Soul,
Yazoo,
The Cramps,
Alice Coltrane,
Silicon Teens,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Danielle Patucci,
The Star Department,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Minor Threat,
Radiohead,
KRS-One,
Delta 5,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Wake,
Model 500,
Jimmy McGriff,
Sun Ra,
Curtis Mayfield, Curtis Mayfield, Curtis Mayfield, Curtis Mayfield.
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.