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 St Lucia and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Milan.
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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Inner City. All the underground hits.
All John Holt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tom Boy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ralphi Rosario record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hashim,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Ten City,
Fela Kuti,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Freddie Wadling,
Banda Bassotti,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
David Bowie,
Magazine,
Alton Ellis,
The Litter,
Kerri Chandler,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Das Ding,
MDC,
Youth Brigade,
Nation of Ulysses,
Al Stewart,
Erykah Badu,
Tres Demented,
Duran Duran,
Kaleidoscope,
Lalann,
Wire,
Sällskapet,
Roxy Music,
Ludus,
Soul II Soul,
Au Pairs,
Jandek,
Boogie Down Productions,
Scion,
The Birthday Party,
David McCallum,
Chris & Cosey,
R.M.O.,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Gang Gang Dance,
Radio Birdman,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Second Layer,
Parry Music,
Blossom Toes,
Boz Scaggs,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Livin' Joy,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Zeros,
Nik Kershaw,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Spandau Ballet,
The Count Five,
Marine Girls,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Rites of Spring,
Piero Umiliani,
D'Angelo,
Scott Walker,
Japan,
Joey Negro,
Camberwell Now, Camberwell Now, Camberwell Now, Camberwell Now.
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.