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 Cameroon and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 Paris and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 theremin 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 Charles Mingus to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 The New Christs. All the underground hits.
All The Fortunes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cal Tjader 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Reagan Youth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultra Naté,
Funky Four + One,
Camberwell Now,
The Gap Band,
The Move,
The Blues Magoos,
ABC,
Kaleidoscope,
David Axelrod,
The Saints,
48th St. Collective,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Jeff Lynne,
Derrick May,
Lee Hazlewood,
Grauzone,
The Sound,
Bush Tetras,
The Music Machine,
Boogie Down Productions,
Boz Scaggs,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Bobby Womack,
Scientists,
Yaz,
The Real Kids,
the Normal,
Country Teasers,
Sonny Sharrock,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Joensuu 1685,
The Dead C,
Jeru the Damaja,
Rotary Connection,
The Walker Brothers,
Jeff Mills,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Peter & Gordon,
Cybotron,
Al Stewart,
Sonic Youth,
Davy DMX,
Basic Channel,
Outsiders,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Gang Gang Dance,
Surgeon,
Flipper,
Roger Hodgson,
Zapp,
Eddi Front,
Johnny Osbourne,
Camouflage,
Gang Starr,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Scott Walker,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Zero Boys,
Michelle Simonal,
Howard Jones, Howard Jones, Howard Jones, Howard Jones.
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.