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 Morocco and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the snare 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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel to the punk 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 The Toasters. All the underground hits.
All Pierre Henry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kaleidoscope record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scratch Acid,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Matthew Bourne,
The Litter,
The Alarm Clocks,
Donald Byrd,
Jerry's Kids,
Bronski Beat,
Surgeon,
Second Layer,
Gang Starr,
The Seeds,
Erasure,
Curtis Mayfield,
Schoolly D,
Kurtis Blow,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Shuggie Otis,
Flipper,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Fall,
Trumans Water,
Stiv Bators,
Guru Guru,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Zapp,
Agitation Free,
The Smoke,
Sam Rivers,
8 Eyed Spy,
Minutemen,
The Misunderstood,
Tropical Tobacco,
Amon Düül,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Evens,
Aaron Thompson,
Index,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Nation of Ulysses,
MDC,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Dawn Penn,
Fugazi,
In Retrospect,
ABBA,
Chrome,
Wings,
Clear Light,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Severed Heads,
Easy Going,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Drive Like Jehu,
Q and Not U,
Wasted Youth,
The Moody Blues,
The Birthday Party,
Crispy Ambulance,
JFA,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Peter and Kerry,
Lower 48, Lower 48, Lower 48, Lower 48.
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.