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 Gabon and from Jakarta.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Jesper Dahlbäck to the dance 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 Neil Young. All the underground hits.
All The Sisters of Mercy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Drive Like Jehu record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a K-Klass record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Newcleus,
David Axelrod,
The Victims,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Motorama,
Wasted Youth,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
James White and The Blacks,
Gregory Isaacs,
Chris Corsano,
Lebanon Hanover,
Warsaw,
Harmonia,
Neil Young,
Dorothy Ashby,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Five Americans,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Icehouse,
The Doobie Brothers,
Ornette Coleman,
Bang On A Can,
Index,
Susan Cadogan,
Eyeless In Gaza,
B.T. Express,
the Germs,
Agitation Free,
Deepchord,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Blancmange,
Au Pairs,
Absolute Body Control,
Lower 48,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Music Machine,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Fad Gadget,
Grey Daturas,
Organ,
Gang Starr,
Carl Craig,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
48th St. Collective,
Pharoah Sanders,
Cluster,
OOIOO,
Amazonics,
Flash Fearless,
John Holt,
R.M.O.,
Easy Going,
D'Angelo,
Swell Maps,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Yusef Lateef,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Mandrill, Mandrill, Mandrill, Mandrill.
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.