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 Guyana and from Houston.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Quadrant to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Jacob Miller. All the underground hits.
All Toni Rubio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Knickerbockers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Matthew Halsall record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ash Ra Tempel,
Rakim,
Kerri Chandler,
Gil Scott Heron,
Jeru the Damaja,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Rites of Spring,
Scrapy,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Fugazi,
Howard Jones,
Drive Like Jehu,
Scientists,
The Fortunes,
Altered Images,
Gabor Szabo,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Flamin' Groovies,
Mary Jane Girls,
Kayak,
Minnie Riperton,
Erasure,
Babytalk,
Can,
Whodini,
Black Flag,
Amon Düül,
Qualms,
Max Romeo,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Popol Vuh,
Todd Rundgren,
Flash Fearless,
Metal Thangz,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Parry Music,
Kurtis Blow,
Make Up,
the Human League,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Adolescents,
Mission of Burma,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Donny Hathaway,
Marc Almond,
The Gladiators,
Nirvana,
Patti Smith,
Funky Four + One,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Danielle Patucci,
Bobby Sherman,
Simply Red,
B.T. Express,
Nils Olav,
Con Funk Shun,
Wire,
X-101,
Camouflage,
The Cure,
kango's stein massive,
The Alarm Clocks, The Alarm Clocks, The Alarm Clocks, The Alarm Clocks.
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.