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 Bahrain and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Groovy Waters to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Shuggie Otis. All the underground hits.
All Yaz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stetsasonic 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Country Teasers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David Axelrod,
Rhythm & Sound,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Max Romeo,
Aswad,
Jesper Dahlback,
Mandrill,
Silicon Teens,
Charles Mingus,
Simply Red,
Skarface,
Minnie Riperton,
Tears for Fears,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Maleditus Sound,
Amazonics,
The Dave Clark Five,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Fugazi,
John Cale,
Shuggie Otis,
David McCallum,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Morten Harket,
Lou Reed,
The Monks,
Nation of Ulysses,
L. Decosne,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Graham Central Station,
The Count Five,
Derrick May,
La Düsseldorf,
Symarip,
Kool Moe Dee,
John Holt,
Fad Gadget,
Johnny Osbourne,
Model 500,
Jandek,
Lou Christie,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Juan Atkins,
Sandy B,
Thompson Twins,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Doors,
Audionom,
Black Sheep,
Niagra,
Roxy Music,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Ponytail,
Animal Collective,
Vainqueur,
Nik Kershaw,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Clear Light,
New York Dolls,
Judy Mowatt,
These Immortal Souls,
Marmalade, Marmalade, Marmalade, Marmalade.
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.