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 Czech Republic and from Stockholm.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic to the grunge kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Brick. All the underground hits.
All Harmonia tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rhythim Is Rhythim record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 guitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Brand Nubian record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Carl Craig,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Man Eating Sloth,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Brand Nubian,
Hot Snakes,
Grauzone,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Eve St. Jones,
Reagan Youth,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Raincoats,
Suicide,
Public Enemy,
Metal Thangz,
The Knickerbockers,
Harpers Bizarre,
Alphaville,
Duran Duran,
Tears for Fears,
Shuggie Otis,
The Neon Judgement,
Scrapy,
Nation of Ulysses,
Deakin,
Eden Ahbez,
The Monochrome Set,
Sight & Sound,
Josef K,
Robert Wyatt,
Girls At Our Best!,
Sam Rivers,
Babytalk,
DJ Style,
Intrusion,
Bootsy Collins,
Pylon,
Judy Mowatt,
Bad Manners,
Ornette Coleman,
Yaz,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Evens,
The Dead C,
Prince Buster,
The Smoke,
The Searchers,
X-101,
Moss Icon,
Althea and Donna,
Ituana,
Juan Atkins,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
X-Ray Spex,
Frankie Knuckles,
Idris Muhammad,
Agitation Free,
Banda Bassotti,
Black Flag,
Crooked Eye,
Can,
Dorothy Ashby,
Sarah Menescal,
The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground.
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.