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 Cambodia and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Bad Manners to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Ultra Naté. All the underground hits.
All Fela Kuti tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sparks 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fortunes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Howard Jones,
Pulsallama,
Gregory Isaacs,
Todd Rundgren,
Lee Hazlewood,
Country Teasers,
Dave Gahan,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Youth Brigade,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Jawbox,
Dorothy Ashby,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
John Foxx,
Zapp,
Aloha Tigers,
Nas,
Hasil Adkins,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Jerry's Kids,
Kas Product,
Moby Grape,
Alton Ellis,
Sarah Menescal,
Grauzone,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Ice-T,
UT,
The Fuzztones,
Dead Boys,
Index,
Dual Sessions,
Gastr Del Sol,
Roxy Music,
The Human League,
X-102,
New York Dolls,
Japan,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Electric Prunes,
Bauhaus,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Donny Hathaway,
Massinfluence,
Oblivians,
Skriet,
Girls At Our Best!,
Audionom,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Toni Rubio,
The Trojans,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Mr. Review,
Main Source,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Whodini,
Pagans,
Wasted Youth,
Bill Near, Bill Near, Bill Near, Bill Near.
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.