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 Cyprus and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Brand Nubian to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Hashim. All the underground hits.
All Stetsasonic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Vladislav Delay record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Parry Music record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
MC5,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
the Fania All-Stars,
Black Sheep,
Archie Shepp,
Von Mondo,
Radiopuhelimet,
Depeche Mode,
Organ,
Maurizio,
Sight & Sound,
Sparks,
The Alarm Clocks,
Robert Wyatt,
Flipper,
Cameo,
Derrick Morgan,
Eric Dolphy,
Chrome,
The Cowsills,
Skriet,
Panda Bear,
Connie Case,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Underground Resistance,
The Monochrome Set,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Bobby Womack,
Eden Ahbez,
The Fall,
Leonard Cohen,
Minny Pops,
Big Daddy Kane,
a-ha,
China Crisis,
This Heat,
Idris Muhammad,
Shoche,
Interpol,
Symarip,
Glenn Branca,
John Holt,
the Bar-Kays,
UT,
Quadrant,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Jimmy McGriff,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Sonics,
Nico,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Offenders,
The Seeds,
The Doors,
Fat Boys,
Ultra Naté,
Rotary Connection,
Metal Thangz,
The Monks,
Easy Going, Easy Going, Easy Going, Easy Going.
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.