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 Mongolia and from Spokane.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the marimba 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 Crime to the punk 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 Altered Images. All the underground hits.
All Nas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mark Hollis 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Archie Shepp record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Little Man,
James White and The Blacks,
New Age Steppers,
Alton Ellis,
Gong,
Jimmy McGriff,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Toasters,
The Alarm Clocks,
Barry Ungar,
Liliput,
Eric B and Rakim,
Davy DMX,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Los Fastidios,
Massinfluence,
Boz Scaggs,
Angry Samoans,
Idris Muhammad,
FM Einheit,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Lyres,
Big Daddy Kane,
Tommy Roe,
Ronnie Foster,
F. McDonald,
MDC,
The J.B.'s,
The Martian,
Parry Music,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
John Lydon,
Wolf Eyes,
Ludus,
Flipper,
X-101,
Jerry's Kids,
8 Eyed Spy,
Metal Thangz,
Brick,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Hot Snakes,
Second Layer,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Porter Ricks,
The Shadows of Knight,
Tubeway Army,
Absolute Body Control,
Quando Quango,
Josef K,
Scratch Acid,
The Blackbyrds,
Dark Day,
Joe Finger,
Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees.
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.