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 Romania and from Sao Paulo.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Dual Sessions to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 The Golliwogs. All the underground hits.
All Lafayette Afro Rock Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yaz record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gichy Dan,
Brick,
Godley & Creme,
Infiniti,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Knickerbockers,
Stetsasonic,
The Gories,
Ituana,
Soft Machine,
Absolute Body Control,
Jacques Brel,
AZ,
Judy Mowatt,
Mark Hollis,
The Seeds,
Boz Scaggs,
The Wake,
Saccharine Trust,
Neu!,
Yazoo,
The Victims,
The American Breed,
Todd Rundgren,
The Electric Prunes,
Rotary Connection,
The Real Kids,
Lucky Dragons,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Terrestrial Tones,
Connie Case,
Unwound,
Talk Talk,
K-Klass,
Gang of Four,
KRS-One,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
kango's stein massive,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Gil Scott Heron,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Television Personalities,
Electric Prunes,
Bluetip,
Schoolly D,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Danielle Patucci,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
These Immortal Souls,
Joensuu 1685,
Reagan Youth,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Gong,
Symarip,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Outsiders,
New Order,
Maurizio,
Tres Demented, Tres Demented, Tres Demented, Tres Demented.
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.