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 Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Chris & Cosey to the funk 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 Jerry Gold Smith. All the underground hits.
All Danielle Patucci tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Skatalites record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Germs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ohio Players,
Todd Rundgren,
Icehouse,
Brand Nubian,
Sun City Girls,
Rhythm & Sound,
These Immortal Souls,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Arab on Radar,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Average White Band,
Connie Case,
Sister Nancy,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Theoretical Girls,
Cymande,
Godley & Creme,
The Count Five,
Peter and Kerry,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
T. Rex,
Chris & Cosey,
David Axelrod,
Tom Boy,
Funkadelic,
Max Romeo,
Public Enemy,
Whodini,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Yusef Lateef,
Public Image Ltd.,
Sound Behaviour,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Lalo Schifrin,
Sly & The Family Stone,
U.S. Maple,
Au Pairs,
Robert Görl,
Barry Ungar,
Pantytec,
Quantec,
The Wake,
Lakeside,
Lou Reed,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Dawn Penn,
Jimmy McGriff,
Moby Grape,
Sonic Youth,
Guru Guru,
John Holt,
Swell Maps,
Alice Coltrane,
Tim Buckley,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Gil Scott Heron,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Aswad,
The New Christs,
Groovy Waters,
The Real Kids,
Erykah Badu,
The United States of America, The United States of America, The United States of America, The United States of America.
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.