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 Grenada and from Salvador.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Beijing.
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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 EPMD to the jazz 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 T.S.O.L.. All the underground hits.
All Public Enemy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Harmonia,
The Saints,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Fortunes,
AZ,
Tears for Fears,
Kerri Chandler,
Lungfish,
Erasure,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Yusef Lateef,
Kevin Saunderson,
June Days,
Stereo Dub,
the Human League,
The Human League,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Fugs,
Joey Negro,
The Doobie Brothers,
Aural Exciters,
Crooked Eye,
Shoche,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Bob Dylan,
Joe Finger,
The Young Rascals,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Martian,
Agitation Free,
Harpers Bizarre,
Suicide,
FM Einheit,
David Axelrod,
Barbara Tucker,
Amon Düül II,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Glenn Branca,
Masters at Work,
Man Parrish,
Delta 5,
Sällskapet,
Moebius,
Bronski Beat,
Mandrill,
The Buckinghams,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Sexual Harrassment,
David Bowie,
The Associates,
B.T. Express,
The Monochrome Set,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Monks,
Roxy Music,
the Normal,
Faust,
Television Personalities,
Section 25,
The Moody Blues,
Y Pants, Y Pants, Y Pants, Y Pants.
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.