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 Turkmenistan and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 The Searchers to the grunge 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 Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud. All the underground hits.
All Bob Dylan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pagans,
Animal Collective,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Delta 5,
Sonic Youth,
Marmalade,
Michelle Simonal,
Malaria!,
Nils Olav,
Section 25,
Amon Düül,
Hardrive,
Harry Pussy,
Average White Band,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Rosa Yemen,
Jimmy McGriff,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Patti Smith,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Doors,
Arcadia,
Ituana,
the Normal,
The Shadows of Knight,
La Düsseldorf,
FM Einheit,
The Sisters of Mercy,
China Crisis,
CMW,
Gichy Dan,
Idris Muhammad,
Hasil Adkins,
Bobbi Humphrey,
John Coltrane,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Zapp,
Schoolly D,
June of 44,
Youth Brigade,
Aloha Tigers,
London Community Gospel Choir,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Jawbox,
Ornette Coleman,
Matthew Bourne,
World's Most,
June Days,
Bobby Byrd,
Motorama,
Skriet,
Spoonie Gee,
Albert Ayler,
The Martian,
Jerry's Kids,
Rapeman,
The Misunderstood,
the Bar-Kays,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
ABBA,
Man Eating Sloth,
Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest.
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.