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 Liberia and from Stockholm.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
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 L. Decosne to the rap kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Deakin. All the underground hits.
All The Martian tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every June Days 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Japan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Desert Stars,
Trumans Water,
X-102,
Ralphi Rosario,
Quando Quango,
48th St. Collective,
Anthony Braxton,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Shuggie Otis,
Kurtis Blow,
Sonic Youth,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Grandmaster Flash,
Black Moon,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Last Poets,
Brand Nubian,
Jeru the Damaja,
Delta 5,
Kerrie Biddell,
Drive Like Jehu,
Thee Headcoats,
Soul II Soul,
Q and Not U,
Alice Coltrane,
Yellowson,
Deakin,
John Lydon,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Rotary Connection,
Public Enemy,
The Wake,
Dawn Penn,
Magma,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
the Slits,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Suicide,
Dorothy Ashby,
Terrestrial Tones,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Pere Ubu,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
KRS-One,
Sandy B,
The Associates,
Clear Light,
Buzzcocks,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Excepter,
The Buckinghams,
Maurizio,
Brick,
The Shadows of Knight,
Curtis Mayfield,
Sexual Harrassment,
Parry Music,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes.
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.