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 St Lucia and from Mumbai.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Oblivians to the funk 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 KRS-One. All the underground hits.
All LL Cool J tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Depeche Mode record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jerry's Kids record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eddi Front,
Alison Limerick,
Swell Maps,
Mr. Review,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Dawn Penn,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Mojo Men,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
DJ Sneak,
Fear,
Michelle Simonal,
The Monks,
Toni Rubio,
Skaos,
Alice Coltrane,
Judy Mowatt,
Delon & Dalcan,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Qualms,
World's Most,
Mary Jane Girls,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Supertramp,
The Modern Lovers,
Organ,
Gang Green,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Von Mondo,
Au Pairs,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Flash Fearless,
The Moleskins,
This Heat,
The Dave Clark Five,
Desert Stars,
cv313,
Fat Boys,
X-102,
New York Dolls,
Model 500,
Cybotron,
Wire,
The Divine Comedy,
KRS-One,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Grandmaster Flash,
Boogie Down Productions,
Steve Hackett,
Ice-T,
Man Eating Sloth,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Graham Central Station,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Sight & Sound,
The Offenders,
Girls At Our Best!,
Silicon Teens,
The Red Krayola,
The Cramps,
The Busters, The Busters, The Busters, The Busters.
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.