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 Montenegro and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Scrapy to the grunge 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 Talk Talk. All the underground hits.
All Joy Division tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gichy Dan 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 '80s 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 Justin Hinds & The Dominoes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
KRS-One,
Ten City,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Tommy Roe,
Loose Ends,
Oneida,
The Stooges,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Pharoah Sanders,
Barbara Tucker,
Public Enemy,
Jesper Dahlback,
Lou Reed,
Symarip,
Gichy Dan,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Animal Collective,
Oblivians,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Sun City Girls,
Khruangbin,
Alton Ellis,
Morten Harket,
Eve St. Jones,
A Certain Ratio,
Stetsasonic,
Duran Duran,
Supertramp,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
David Axelrod,
Television,
Deepchord,
The Dave Clark Five,
10cc,
The Zeros,
Marcia Griffiths,
Soft Machine,
Terry Callier,
X-Ray Spex,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Vladislav Delay,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Derrick Morgan,
Johnny Clarke,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Au Pairs,
Matthew Bourne,
The Blues Magoos,
Porter Ricks,
The Cowsills,
The Fuzztones,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Matthew Halsall,
Sonny Sharrock,
DJ Sneak,
Buzzcocks,
Bobby Byrd,
Sound Behaviour,
Niagra,
The Standells, The Standells, The Standells, The Standells.
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.