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 Botswana and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the 808 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 Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 John Holt. All the underground hits.
All Rekid tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Judy Mowatt record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Brand Nubian record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Skatalites,
Johnny Clarke,
China Crisis,
EPMD,
The Gladiators,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Eve St. Jones,
Ituana,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Moss Icon,
Anthony Braxton,
Rakim,
Theoretical Girls,
The Last Poets,
Joey Negro,
Stereo Dub,
Lyres,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Jeff Mills,
The Black Dice,
Eddi Front,
Camberwell Now,
Groovy Waters,
London Community Gospel Choir,
ABC,
Alphaville,
Big Daddy Kane,
H. Thieme,
Sexual Harrassment,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Offenders,
Kevin Saunderson,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Golliwogs,
Bobby Womack,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Toni Rubio,
Lalann,
48th St. Collective,
The Birthday Party,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
FM Einheit,
The Selecter,
Alton Ellis,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Seeds,
The Monochrome Set,
Nik Kershaw,
The Standells,
Quadrant,
Metal Thangz,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Flash Fearless,
The Busters,
Vainqueur,
Minutemen,
Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions.
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.