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 Philippines and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 snare 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 Quando Quango to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 The American Breed. All the underground hits.
All Blossom Toes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rekid record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 rhodes and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rufus Thomas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Carl Craig,
Aaron Thompson,
Babytalk,
The New Christs,
the Sonics,
Eric Dolphy,
Unrelated Segments,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
PIL,
Lyres,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Sound Behaviour,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
ABBA,
Wings,
Soft Machine,
The Misunderstood,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Stockholm Monsters,
Liliput,
8 Eyed Spy,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Barrington Levy,
Inner City,
Pussy Galore,
Al Stewart,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Symarip,
Procol Harum,
Malaria!,
Pharoah Sanders,
Black Sheep,
The Count Five,
Byron Stingily,
The Real Kids,
Ituana,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Mummies,
Deepchord,
Crispian St. Peters,
Pierre Henry,
The Motions,
Easy Going,
Lou Reed,
The Cowsills,
Au Pairs,
The Sound,
Pantaleimon,
Pole,
Marine Girls,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Brothers Johnson,
Brass Construction,
Susan Cadogan,
Monks,
Lee Hazlewood,
Neu!,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Modern Lovers,
Tom Boy,
The Raincoats,
Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes.
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.