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 Dominican Republic and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide 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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 The Happenings to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Cluster. All the underground hits.
All Donny Hathaway tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Beau Brummels 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Mighty Diamonds record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Robert Hood,
Nils Olav,
Lower 48,
The Durutti Column,
Fifty Foot Hose,
the Association,
Dark Day,
Max Romeo,
Von Mondo,
New York Dolls,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Average White Band,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Golliwogs,
Fatback Band,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Reuben Wilson,
Ice-T,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Jacob Miller,
Traffic Nightmare,
the Bar-Kays,
FM Einheit,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Siglo XX,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Alton Ellis,
Cal Tjader,
Gang Gang Dance,
Tom Boy,
Tres Demented,
Bizarre Inc.,
Underground Resistance,
Bobby Sherman,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Tropical Tobacco,
Scratch Acid,
Ituana,
The Grass Roots,
Ohio Players,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Mo-Dettes,
Blossom Toes,
L. Decosne,
Fugazi,
The Human League,
Agitation Free,
Stockholm Monsters,
June of 44,
These Immortal Souls,
Toni Rubio,
10cc,
Man Parrish,
Kerrie Biddell,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Basic Channel,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Jeru the Damaja,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.