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 Colombia and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide 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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Prince Buster to the jazz 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 Kool G Rap & DJ Polo. All the underground hits.
All Q65 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Misunderstood 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Outsiders,
Country Teasers,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Livin' Joy,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Five Americans,
Peter & Gordon,
Bootsy Collins,
Avey Tare,
The Blues Magoos,
Deadbeat,
Graham Central Station,
Suburban Knight,
Moss Icon,
World's Most,
Black Bananas,
The Residents,
Crispian St. Peters,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Kayak,
X-101,
Con Funk Shun,
The Pop Group,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Shuggie Otis,
F. McDonald,
Marshall Jefferson,
Franke,
Eurythmics,
This Heat,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Stooges,
Peter and Kerry,
Erykah Badu,
The Fuzztones,
Rakim,
John Cale,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Rhythm & Sound,
Sugar Minott,
Jacques Brel,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Vladislav Delay,
Chris Corsano,
Chris & Cosey,
the Association,
Junior Murvin,
Henry Cow,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Mad Mike,
Al Stewart,
Agitation Free,
Neil Young,
Unwound,
Matthew Bourne,
EPMD,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Half Japanese,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
a-ha, a-ha, a-ha, a-ha.
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.