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 Malta and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Gang Starr to the dance 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 Soul II Soul. All the underground hits.
All Wolf Eyes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Janne Schatter record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 rhodes and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Basic Channel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sound Behaviour,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Sex Pistols,
Dark Day,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Youth Brigade,
kango's stein massive,
Rhythm & Sound,
Half Japanese,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Marine Girls,
The American Breed,
Suburban Knight,
June of 44,
Warren Ellis,
Sister Nancy,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Chris & Cosey,
Tim Buckley,
Gichy Dan,
Laurel Aitken,
Audionom,
The Gap Band,
Radiopuhelimet,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Sam Rivers,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Vainqueur,
Radio Birdman,
Flamin' Groovies,
Roxy Music,
Adolescents,
Buzzcocks,
Fluxion,
Cymande,
Black Pus,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Talk Talk,
New Order,
Ossler,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Tubeway Army,
Simply Red,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Warsaw,
Masters at Work,
Bob Dylan,
The Skatalites,
Ralphi Rosario,
Bobby Sherman,
Kurtis Blow,
Soft Cell,
Mo-Dettes,
Clear Light,
Livin' Joy,
Neu!,
John Holt,
Wolf Eyes,
The Modern Lovers,
Yusef Lateef,
Nas,
Kool Moe Dee, Kool Moe Dee, Kool Moe Dee, Kool Moe Dee.
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.