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 Portugal and from Tehran.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Angry Samoans to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 New Age Steppers. All the underground hits.
All The Techniques tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Godley & Creme 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Liaisons Dangereuses record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Skaos,
Nas,
the Sonics,
Deakin,
Fela Kuti,
Yusef Lateef,
Adolescents,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Motions,
T. Rex,
Suicide,
Stetsasonic,
Desert Stars,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Excepter,
Von Mondo,
Motorama,
Liliput,
the Bar-Kays,
Pharoah Sanders,
Anthony Braxton,
48th St. Collective,
Skriet,
Shoche,
The Moleskins,
The Victims,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Symarip,
Cybotron,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Agitation Free,
Rotary Connection,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Pop Group,
Magma,
Faust,
Lungfish,
In Retrospect,
Drive Like Jehu,
Cal Tjader,
Boogie Down Productions,
Icehouse,
Amazonics,
Television,
Crispian St. Peters,
Amon Düül II,
The Count Five,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Essential Logic,
Rakim,
Terry Callier,
Urselle,
Black Sheep,
Faraquet,
Al Stewart,
Agent Orange,
Grauzone,
Quadrant, Quadrant, Quadrant, Quadrant.
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.