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 Philippines and from Seoul.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the 808 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 Isaac Hayes to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Little Man. All the underground hits.
All The Searchers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pharoah Sanders record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 an organ and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sunsets and Hearts record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Ralphi Rosario,
Moss Icon,
Sixth Finger,
Man Eating Sloth,
Au Pairs,
KRS-One,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Pretty Things,
Todd Rundgren,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Delta 5,
Cecil Taylor,
Eric Copeland,
Eli Mardock,
Marc Almond,
Bad Manners,
Crooked Eye,
New Order,
The Red Krayola,
Sam Rivers,
Howard Jones,
AZ,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Average White Band,
Barbara Tucker,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Tom Boy,
Wings,
Jerry's Kids,
Gang Gang Dance,
Drive Like Jehu,
June Days,
Organ,
Niagra,
The Names,
Electric Prunes,
These Immortal Souls,
Lucky Dragons,
Hasil Adkins,
Rapeman,
Roxette,
Todd Terry,
Leonard Cohen,
OOIOO,
Iggy Pop,
Marvin Gaye,
Kayak,
Camberwell Now,
Matthew Bourne,
Bang On A Can,
Brothers Johnson,
Arcadia,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Goldenarms,
The Skatalites,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers.
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.