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 Cairo.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Madrid.
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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Pantaleimon to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Skatalites. All the underground hits.
All Unrelated Segments tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeff Mills record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Cale record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jawbox,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Roxy Music,
Lalo Schifrin,
Byron Stingily,
Leonard Cohen,
Marmalade,
Eric Copeland,
The Birthday Party,
The Skatalites,
Michelle Simonal,
Eurythmics,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Sarah Menescal,
Althea and Donna,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Black Moon,
the Germs,
The Young Rascals,
Desert Stars,
Eddi Front,
Drexciya,
Barbara Tucker,
Lindisfarne,
The Mojo Men,
Sister Nancy,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Tremeloes,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Rhythm & Sound,
KRS-One,
The Gladiators,
Can,
10cc,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Todd Rundgren,
Wally Richardson,
Oblivians,
Lou Christie,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Ralphi Rosario,
Henry Cow,
Sparks,
Newcleus,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Matthew Halsall,
Spandau Ballet,
Delon & Dalcan,
Y Pants,
The Divine Comedy,
Malaria!,
The Smoke,
The Buckinghams,
Buzzcocks,
Joe Finger,
Lalann,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Yusef Lateef,
Subhumans,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
In Retrospect, In Retrospect, In Retrospect, In Retrospect.
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.