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 Libya and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 linndrum 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 Altered Images to the punk 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 Kango’s Stein Massive. All the underground hits.
All Kas Product tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Index record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 chamberlin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Donald Byrd record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Dennis Brown,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Stereo Dub,
Morten Harket,
cv313,
The American Breed,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Roxette,
the Human League,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Rapeman,
The Five Americans,
Anthony Braxton,
KRS-One,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Cheater Slicks,
Pussy Galore,
The Monochrome Set,
The Happenings,
Kayak,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Nas,
Gang Gang Dance,
Radiopuhelimet,
Fat Boys,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Sonic Youth,
Letta Mbulu,
Jeff Lynne,
Marc Almond,
Swell Maps,
Ultra Naté,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Black Sheep,
In Retrospect,
Liliput,
The Sound,
Theoretical Girls,
Crispy Ambulance,
Cymande,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Remains,
Symarip,
Newcleus,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Sisters of Mercy,
PIL,
Rakim,
Robert Hood,
Bobby Byrd,
Althea and Donna,
Joensuu 1685,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Seeds,
Ponytail,
Shuggie Otis,
Organ,
Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids.
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.