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 Tanzania and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Columbus.
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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Mars to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 The Vogues tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Star Department record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eden Ahbez,
Suburban Knight,
The Real Kids,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Alton Ellis,
Aural Exciters,
Joey Negro,
Joensuu 1685,
Sound Behaviour,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Chris & Cosey,
Harmonia,
The Music Machine,
Big Daddy Kane,
Boogie Down Productions,
Icehouse,
Ornette Coleman,
Excepter,
Eric B and Rakim,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Skarface,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Dead C,
The Count Five,
Neu!,
Maleditus Sound,
London Community Gospel Choir,
the Swans,
Bluetip,
Fad Gadget,
The Moleskins,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Section 25,
Parry Music,
The Doors,
Hasil Adkins,
Soul II Soul,
Thompson Twins,
Eric Dolphy,
Alison Limerick,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Eric Copeland,
Aswad,
X-101,
Whodini,
Crooked Eye,
Danielle Patucci,
Supertramp,
Robert Hood,
Piero Umiliani,
The New Christs,
MC5,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Buckinghams,
Lou Christie,
The Toasters,
June of 44,
Popol Vuh,
The Neon Judgement,
James Chance & The Contortions,
L. Decosne,
Robert Görl, Robert Görl, Robert Görl, Robert Görl.
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.