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 Netherlands and from Lagos.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 De La Soul & Jungle Brothers to the grunge 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 Q65. All the underground hits.
All Mission of Burma tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Standells record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 güiro and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Country Teasers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Fania All-Stars,
Wasted Youth,
Gregory Isaacs,
Tomorrow,
Aaron Thompson,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Modern Lovers,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Throbbing Gristle,
Marcia Griffiths,
Piero Umiliani,
Can,
Juan Atkins,
Silicon Teens,
LL Cool J,
Nation of Ulysses,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Bobby Womack,
The Monochrome Set,
Donald Byrd,
Howard Jones,
Organ,
Lucky Dragons,
Model 500,
This Heat,
DNA,
AZ,
The Doors,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Yellowson,
Alton Ellis,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Electric Prunes,
Soulsonic Force,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Fat Boys,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Zeros,
A Certain Ratio,
Brass Construction,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Max Romeo,
Main Source,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Subhumans,
Ornette Coleman,
Gong,
Jacob Miller,
Brothers Johnson,
Slick Rick,
Technova,
Au Pairs,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
the Slits,
Dual Sessions,
Glambeats Corp.,
Chrome,
Scott Walker,
Derrick May,
Mandrill,
John Coltrane,
Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II.
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.