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 Bulgaria and from New York.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Unrelated Segments to the rock 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 Oneida. All the underground hits.
All Nils Olav tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Donald Byrd record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Model 500 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nas,
Stereo Dub,
Fad Gadget,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Gun Club,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Scratch Acid,
The Young Rascals,
Gong,
Godley & Creme,
Davy DMX,
Joyce Sims,
Spoonie Gee,
Jacques Brel,
The Busters,
The Sound,
D'Angelo,
World's Most,
Spandau Ballet,
Monks,
ABBA,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Wolf Eyes,
Marmalade,
Lower 48,
Gang Gang Dance,
Soul Sonic Force,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Second Layer,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Ponytail,
Fat Boys,
Q65,
Brothers Johnson,
Bad Manners,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Fire Engines,
The Modern Lovers,
Gichy Dan,
Visage,
The Smiths,
Amon Düül,
Aswad,
Sight & Sound,
Crooked Eye,
Leonard Cohen,
Guru Guru,
Hot Snakes,
Average White Band,
Fear,
Bizarre Inc.,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Rapeman,
Surgeon,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Ice-T,
Kayak,
The Selecter,
The Invisible,
Kenny Larkin,
U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple.
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.