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 Tuvalu and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Kurtis Blow to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Derrick Morgan. All the underground hits.
All Subhumans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every De La Soul & Jungle Brothers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kayak record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Birthday Party,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Eurythmics,
David Bowie,
Idris Muhammad,
Kerri Chandler,
Charles Mingus,
The Fugs,
Goldenarms,
Second Layer,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
New Order,
Liliput,
Bluetip,
The Dirtbombs,
Sixth Finger,
Grey Daturas,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Lalo Schifrin,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Vogues,
Livin' Joy,
June Days,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Erasure,
Animal Collective,
London Community Gospel Choir,
X-102,
The Slackers,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Lou Christie,
Matthew Bourne,
Erykah Badu,
ABC,
Maurizio,
DNA,
L. Decosne,
Peter and Kerry,
Drexciya,
Tres Demented,
Dual Sessions,
Mantronix,
Fear,
Rotary Connection,
Susan Cadogan,
LL Cool J,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Can,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Rosa Yemen,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Hoover,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Jawbox,
Panda Bear,
Fela Kuti,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Mark Hollis,
Kas Product,
Roxy Music,
Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck.
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.