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 Vanuatu and from Lille.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the mellotron 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 The Remains to the grunge 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 FM Einheit. All the underground hits.
All In Retrospect tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Funkadelic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Walker Brothers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Skaos,
Soul Sonic Force,
Sister Nancy,
Ultimate Spinach,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Isaac Hayes,
Theoretical Girls,
The Gap Band,
Pagans,
The Alarm Clocks,
Funky Four + One,
Tropical Tobacco,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Barracudas,
Excepter,
June of 44,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
F. McDonald,
Quando Quango,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
10cc,
Toni Rubio,
Big Daddy Kane,
Supertramp,
The Vogues,
The Fortunes,
Bang On A Can,
Jeff Lynne,
Lou Christie,
The Knickerbockers,
The Golliwogs,
Dead Boys,
Ronan,
DJ Sneak,
Zero Boys,
Matthew Bourne,
Rites of Spring,
the Fania All-Stars,
Quadrant,
Lalann,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Ralphi Rosario,
Parry Music,
The Fall,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Kinks,
Kayak,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Archie Shepp,
Animal Collective,
The Residents,
Scan 7,
Shuggie Otis,
ABBA,
The Last Poets,
The Neon Judgement,
Sugar Minott,
Sun City Girls,
Icehouse,
Rhythim Is Rhythim, Rhythim Is Rhythim, Rhythim Is Rhythim, Rhythim Is Rhythim.
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.