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 Albania and from Cairo.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 sitar 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 Cecil Taylor to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Sound. All the underground hits.
All Charles Mingus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Zapp record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 marimba and a guitar 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 harpsichord and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Trojans,
The Sound,
Avey Tare,
Gastr Del Sol,
Davy DMX,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Tubeway Army,
The Modern Lovers,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The United States of America,
Todd Terry,
Radiohead,
Au Pairs,
Sparks,
Massinfluence,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Stockholm Monsters,
Sällskapet,
The Music Machine,
Maleditus Sound,
Kas Product,
Glambeats Corp.,
John Foxx,
L. Decosne,
Crispy Ambulance,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Essential Logic,
Make Up,
T.S.O.L.,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Funky Four + One,
Newcleus,
Drive Like Jehu,
Hashim,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
ABBA,
Scan 7,
Jeff Mills,
China Crisis,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Theoretical Girls,
T. Rex,
Warren Ellis,
Depeche Mode,
The Stooges,
Suburban Knight,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Monolake,
Malaria!,
Liliput,
Moby Grape,
Roy Ayers,
Spoonie Gee,
Curtis Mayfield,
Ituana,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Bronski Beat,
Cymande,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Animal Collective, Animal Collective, Animal Collective, Animal Collective.
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.