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 Togo and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Sun Ra Arkestra to the dance 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 Sällskapet. All the underground hits.
All Johnny Osbourne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Magma 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a linndrum 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 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scan 7,
The Blackbyrds,
Pere Ubu,
Half Japanese,
Qualms,
Average White Band,
Tim Buckley,
Spoonie Gee,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Radiopuhelimet,
Sun Ra,
Lightning Bolt,
Stetsasonic,
Bobby Byrd,
La Düsseldorf,
Iggy Pop,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Mummies,
Duran Duran,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Sonic Youth,
The Angels of Light,
Jimmy McGriff,
Stockholm Monsters,
LL Cool J,
The Birthday Party,
John Cale,
Ultra Naté,
Eddi Front,
Black Sheep,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Seeds,
Cheater Slicks,
Mad Mike,
Rufus Thomas,
Metal Thangz,
Neu!,
Visage,
Anthony Braxton,
Yellowson,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Alison Limerick,
Technova,
Michelle Simonal,
Masters at Work,
Frankie Knuckles,
Ohio Players,
Symarip,
This Heat,
The Grass Roots,
Ice-T,
Cecil Taylor,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Alphaville,
Byron Stingily,
Rod Modell,
Ultimate Spinach,
Aloha Tigers,
Fat Boys,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive.
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.