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 Turkey and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 Mumbai and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Camberwell Now to the punk 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 Shuggie Otis. All the underground hits.
All Soft Machine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Music Machine record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ash Ra Tempel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Symarip,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Crispian St. Peters,
Eden Ahbez,
Roxy Music,
Ronnie Foster,
Arab on Radar,
The Doobie Brothers,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
LL Cool J,
Yusef Lateef,
Eric Copeland,
Boredoms,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Public Enemy,
kango's stein massive,
Sandy B,
Ossler,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Ludus,
Todd Terry,
Connie Case,
Jeru the Damaja,
Piero Umiliani,
Lungfish,
U.S. Maple,
The Gap Band,
Can,
Intrusion,
Mandrill,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Jawbox,
Subhumans,
Bizarre Inc.,
Deakin,
Robert Hood,
Man Parrish,
Lindisfarne,
Severed Heads,
Thompson Twins,
Ice-T,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Boz Scaggs,
8 Eyed Spy,
Smog,
Peter & Gordon,
Erasure,
DNA,
The Stooges,
Gang of Four,
Ultravox,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Soulsonic Force,
Max Romeo,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Grandmaster Flash,
The United States of America,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Liliput,
The Skatalites, The Skatalites, The Skatalites, The Skatalites.
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.