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 Maldives and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Rotary Connection to the grime 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 Simply Red. All the underground hits.
All Pharoah Sanders tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Donald Byrd 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 a marimba and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pylon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultravox,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Zero Boys,
The Raincoats,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
David McCallum,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Eric Copeland,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Eric B and Rakim,
Scratch Acid,
The Blues Magoos,
the Bar-Kays,
Barrington Levy,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
X-101,
Susan Cadogan,
The Invisible,
Jacob Miller,
One Last Wish,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Funkadelic,
Matthew Halsall,
Jeff Mills,
Television,
The Residents,
Organ,
Von Mondo,
EPMD,
Junior Murvin,
Grey Daturas,
Nik Kershaw,
Tom Boy,
Gichy Dan,
Make Up,
MC5,
Crime,
Symarip,
Outsiders,
Altered Images,
John Foxx,
Camberwell Now,
Camouflage,
K-Klass,
The Doors,
The New Christs,
Half Japanese,
Sixth Finger,
The Saints,
Spandau Ballet,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Albert Ayler,
Ludus,
The Fortunes,
The Black Dice,
These Immortal Souls,
The Cowsills,
The Motions, The Motions, The Motions, The Motions.
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.