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 Guyana and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Winnipeg.
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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the clarinet 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 The Red Krayola to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Derrick Morgan. All the underground hits.
All London Community Gospel Choir tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dawn Penn 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 theremin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scan 7 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dual Sessions,
Can,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Suburban Knight,
Dead Boys,
Lakeside,
Johnny Clarke,
Sixth Finger,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
48th St. Collective,
Buzzcocks,
Wire,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
B.T. Express,
Michelle Simonal,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Negative Approach,
Radiohead,
Quadrant,
Jeru the Damaja,
Delta 5,
This Heat,
The Count Five,
Das Ding,
Massinfluence,
Eric Copeland,
Iggy Pop,
a-ha,
Isaac Hayes,
Adolescents,
Fad Gadget,
Agitation Free,
Desert Stars,
cv313,
Sandy B,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
A Certain Ratio,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Marvin Gaye,
Parry Music,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Happenings,
Nas,
Slick Rick,
Rosa Yemen,
Scratch Acid,
Rapeman,
Dennis Brown,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Stetsasonic,
The Invisible,
Moby Grape,
David Axelrod,
Gil Scott Heron,
Motorama,
The Techniques,
Toni Rubio,
Darondo,
The Buckinghams,
Radiopuhelimet,
Erykah Badu, Erykah Badu, Erykah Badu, Erykah Badu.
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.