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 Liechtenstein and from Glasgow.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Manchester.
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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the 808 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 Q and Not U to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Marshall Jefferson. All the underground hits.
All Pylon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Davy DMX record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Magma,
Grey Daturas,
Gregory Isaacs,
Cecil Taylor,
Sam Rivers,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Kerri Chandler,
Banda Bassotti,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Gories,
Flamin' Groovies,
Robert Wyatt,
Mars,
Black Sheep,
Eli Mardock,
Excepter,
Hashim,
Pierre Henry,
Davy DMX,
Boz Scaggs,
Crispian St. Peters,
Radiopuhelimet,
Nas,
Erasure,
Cymande,
Second Layer,
The Dead C,
Erykah Badu,
Scientists,
Jandek,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Al Stewart,
The Zeros,
the Human League,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Massinfluence,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Index,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Fat Boys,
Qualms,
Junior Murvin,
Skarface,
Bluetip,
Dark Day,
Joy Division,
Freddie Wadling,
Lindisfarne,
The Sound,
Kevin Saunderson,
Vladislav Delay,
Agitation Free,
The Red Krayola,
Wasted Youth,
Malaria!,
Siglo XX,
Andrew Hill,
Zero Boys,
Cameo, Cameo, Cameo, Cameo.
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.