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 South Sudan and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Mr. Review to the jazz 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 Piero Umiliani. All the underground hits.
All Swans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Kinks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Derrick Morgan,
Bobby Womack,
Soulsonic Force,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Bill Wells,
The Zeros,
D'Angelo,
Excepter,
Rekid,
Con Funk Shun,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Intrusion,
London Community Gospel Choir,
the Human League,
The Detroit Cobras,
Amon Düül II,
Goldenarms,
Vladislav Delay,
Crispian St. Peters,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Von Mondo,
Kayak,
Shoche,
Pharoah Sanders,
Accadde A,
Adolescents,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Grauzone,
Nick Fraelich,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Aloha Tigers,
The Selecter,
Animal Collective,
Arcadia,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Malaria!,
Pole,
Wasted Youth,
The Gun Club,
Robert Hood,
Fela Kuti,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Eve St. Jones,
Yellowson,
The Offenders,
Oneida,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Shadows of Knight,
Silicon Teens,
Maurizio,
Black Sheep,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Mark Hollis,
Alton Ellis,
Pussy Galore,
Dennis Brown,
Soul II Soul,
Eden Ahbez,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Urselle,
Radiohead,
Minutemen, Minutemen, Minutemen, Minutemen.
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.