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 Iran and from Paris.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 The Golliwogs to the grime 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 Agitation Free. All the underground hits.
All Hashim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lower 48 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a AZ record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
London Community Gospel Choir,
the Association,
Curtis Mayfield,
Peter and Kerry,
Flash Fearless,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Warren Ellis,
Eric Copeland,
The Fire Engines,
Warsaw,
Radiopuhelimet,
Y Pants,
The Star Department,
Tomorrow,
Suburban Knight,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Procol Harum,
Derrick Morgan,
Bob Dylan,
Symarip,
Bill Near,
Minutemen,
Visage,
New York Dolls,
Judy Mowatt,
MDC,
Hot Snakes,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Chris Corsano,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Bad Manners,
The Walker Brothers,
Nick Fraelich,
Scott Walker,
Davy DMX,
Mandrill,
The Gladiators,
Livin' Joy,
Pere Ubu,
Ralphi Rosario,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Lalann,
James White and The Blacks,
Con Funk Shun,
The Detroit Cobras,
the Soft Cell,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Blues Magoos,
L. Decosne,
The Trojans,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Skriet,
Marmalade,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Donny Hathaway,
Excepter,
E-Dancer,
Guru Guru,
Bill Wells,
This Heat,
Man Eating Sloth,
B.T. Express, B.T. Express, B.T. Express, B.T. Express.
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.