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 Sweden and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the oboe 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 Pylon to the rap kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Eric Dolphy. All the underground hits.
All Lucky Dragons tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Interpol 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Barclay James Harvest record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marcia Griffiths,
Los Fastidios,
Rhythm & Sound,
Jerry's Kids,
David Axelrod,
The Raincoats,
Minutemen,
The Residents,
Theoretical Girls,
Aswad,
The Busters,
Michelle Simonal,
Flash Fearless,
Mark Hollis,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Cymande,
The Black Dice,
Neil Young,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
the Slits,
Lou Christie,
The Moleskins,
DJ Sneak,
Davy DMX,
Stockholm Monsters,
Mo-Dettes,
Eli Mardock,
Kevin Saunderson,
Rosa Yemen,
Buzzcocks,
Grandmaster Flash,
Drexciya,
The Durutti Column,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Sixth Finger,
the Germs,
Brand Nubian,
Altered Images,
Byron Stingily,
Scientists,
Chrome,
Von Mondo,
Camouflage,
Symarip,
The Walker Brothers,
Bizarre Inc.,
Bush Tetras,
Agent Orange,
Mars,
Quadrant,
David McCallum,
Grauzone,
The Remains,
Laurel Aitken,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Maleditus Sound,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Ice-T,
Delta 5, Delta 5, Delta 5, Delta 5.
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.