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 Zimbabwe and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and New York.
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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Cal Tjader to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Blossom Toes. All the underground hits.
All Fad Gadget tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Dead C record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cameo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Oneida,
Matthew Bourne,
Guru Guru,
Scan 7,
Quando Quango,
Patti Smith,
Minor Threat,
Fluxion,
Black Sheep,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Heaven 17,
New Age Steppers,
Stiv Bators,
Byron Stingily,
June of 44,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Tommy Roe,
Sexual Harrassment,
Wolf Eyes,
Trumans Water,
Michelle Simonal,
Aswad,
Lucky Dragons,
Avey Tare,
Hoover,
Yellowson,
The Invisible,
The Index,
Anthony Braxton,
Animal Collective,
Donny Hathaway,
Sarah Menescal,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Selecter,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Kerri Chandler,
Oblivians,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Gories,
Chris & Cosey,
Cal Tjader,
John Lydon,
Ossler,
Tropical Tobacco,
Essential Logic,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Smoke,
Sam Rivers,
the Sonics,
Infiniti,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Black Pus,
The Knickerbockers,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Scion,
Frankie Knuckles,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Cowsills,
Brand Nubian,
Janne Schatter,
The Searchers,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron.
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.