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 Belize and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 sitar 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 Japan to the disco 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic. All the underground hits.
All The Velvet Underground tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter & Gordon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Depeche Mode record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vainqueur,
Sugar Minott,
Morten Harket,
Blossom Toes,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Funkadelic,
Minny Pops,
Sun Ra,
John Cale,
Cecil Taylor,
Dawn Penn,
Duran Duran,
The Zeros,
Connie Case,
Soft Machine,
Khruangbin,
Jimmy McGriff,
These Immortal Souls,
Crash Course in Science,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Wire,
Delon & Dalcan,
Nas,
LL Cool J,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Whodini,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Rotary Connection,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Tim Buckley,
Sister Nancy,
Sarah Menescal,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Silicon Teens,
Aloha Tigers,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Drive Like Jehu,
Susan Cadogan,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Blackbyrds,
Eric B and Rakim,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Erasure,
Man Parrish,
Outsiders,
Todd Terry,
Eli Mardock,
Bill Wells,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Kool Moe Dee,
Los Fastidios,
the Association,
Newcleus,
Ossler,
The Smiths,
Michelle Simonal,
Traffic Nightmare,
Delta 5,
Derrick Morgan,
Average White Band,
Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick.
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.