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 Lebanon and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 London Community Gospel Choir to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Thee Headcoats. All the underground hits.
All Roger Hodgson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultra Naté record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 a rhodes and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Main Source record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alton Ellis,
Eli Mardock,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Quantec,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Gastr Del Sol,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Ultimate Spinach,
One Last Wish,
Circle Jerks,
The Young Rascals,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Fortunes,
Radiohead,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Davy DMX,
Ken Boothe,
Outsiders,
The Walker Brothers,
Scott Walker,
Faraquet,
Roxette,
Lightning Bolt,
Ohio Players,
Y Pants,
Lalann,
Rakim,
Gil Scott Heron,
Lungfish,
The Selecter,
Pylon,
Easy Going,
Bizarre Inc.,
A Certain Ratio,
Pantaleimon,
Mission of Burma,
Second Layer,
Model 500,
Judy Mowatt,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Arthur Verocai,
The J.B.'s,
Dead Boys,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
FM Einheit,
Kerrie Biddell,
Main Source,
Vainqueur,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Shoche,
Neil Young,
Cecil Taylor,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Seeds,
Radiopuhelimet,
Gang Green,
Oblivians,
Bang on a Can All-Stars, Bang on a Can All-Stars, Bang on a Can All-Stars, Bang on a Can All-Stars.
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.