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 Taiwan and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Aswad to the rap kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Easy Going. All the underground hits.
All KRS-One tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Country Joe & The Fish record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 synthesizer and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Letta Mbulu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dual Sessions,
Vainqueur,
Gang of Four,
Magma,
The Black Dice,
The Human League,
Bobby Womack,
Hasil Adkins,
Pussy Galore,
Saccharine Trust,
Junior Murvin,
the Bar-Kays,
Aloha Tigers,
Fat Boys,
The Modern Lovers,
The Five Americans,
The Seeds,
JFA,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Marshall Jefferson,
Roxette,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Althea and Donna,
Brass Construction,
Das Ding,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
James White and The Blacks,
The Zeros,
Jesper Dahlback,
Second Layer,
Blancmange,
Procol Harum,
Intrusion,
Lightning Bolt,
Electric Light Orchestra,
DNA,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Jawbox,
Wally Richardson,
Pere Ubu,
The Victims,
The Grass Roots,
Jimmy McGriff,
Buzzcocks,
The Vogues,
Lalo Schifrin,
Max Romeo,
Al Stewart,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Juan Atkins,
FM Einheit,
The Divine Comedy,
Qualms,
Donald Byrd,
Ornette Coleman,
Stereo Dub,
Frankie Knuckles,
Kenny Larkin,
Ituana,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Flipper,
Bad Manners,
Barrington Levy, Barrington Levy, Barrington Levy, Barrington Levy.
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.