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 Guinea-Bissau and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 James White and The Blacks to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Terror Squad Feat. Camron. All the underground hits.
All Gichy Dan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dorothy Ashby record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 clarinet and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ultimate Spinach record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
La Düsseldorf,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Roxy Music,
Sugar Minott,
The Happenings,
Chris & Cosey,
Average White Band,
Nas,
Little Man,
Duran Duran,
Tears for Fears,
T.S.O.L.,
David McCallum,
Simply Red,
Marvin Gaye,
Dennis Brown,
The Moleskins,
PIL,
Mary Jane Girls,
MDC,
Radio Birdman,
Lyres,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Boz Scaggs,
the Normal,
Funkadelic,
Trumans Water,
MC5,
Intrusion,
The Zeros,
Joe Finger,
Stereo Dub,
Scratch Acid,
Spandau Ballet,
Smog,
Sparks,
Deadbeat,
Gabor Szabo,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Girls At Our Best!,
Camberwell Now,
The Vogues,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Jawbox,
The Associates,
Johnny Osbourne,
Marmalade,
Flash Fearless,
Livin' Joy,
Swell Maps,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Bang On A Can,
The Neon Judgement,
Deakin,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Alarm Clocks,
Freddie Wadling,
The Golliwogs,
DJ Style,
Con Funk Shun,
Bob Dylan, Bob Dylan, Bob Dylan, Bob Dylan.
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.