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 Iraq and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the marimba 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 Larry & the Blue Notes to the electroclash 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 Country Teasers. All the underground hits.
All Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Underground Resistance record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Young Rascals record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sonny Sharrock,
EPMD,
Matthew Halsall,
Aswad,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Blues Magoos,
Idris Muhammad,
Saccharine Trust,
Todd Terry,
One Last Wish,
Skarface,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Modern Lovers,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Wally Richardson,
The Moody Blues,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Jacques Brel,
Roxette,
The J.B.'s,
Desert Stars,
Lucky Dragons,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Hashim,
The Moleskins,
Brand Nubian,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Soft Machine,
Gastr Del Sol,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
World's Most,
Black Bananas,
Terry Callier,
Barry Ungar,
a-ha,
John Lydon,
Mad Mike,
In Retrospect,
Todd Rundgren,
Bob Dylan,
Nas,
Sexual Harrassment,
Kerri Chandler,
Davy DMX,
Roy Ayers,
The Human League,
Tim Buckley,
Yazoo,
The Young Rascals,
Visage,
Sandy B,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Don Cherry,
The Gap Band,
Susan Cadogan,
Vladislav Delay,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Divine Comedy,
Section 25,
Pere Ubu,
Thompson Twins,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes.
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.