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 Senegal and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 rhodes 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 Kevin Saunderson to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Deakin. All the underground hits.
All Lebanon Hanover tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Delta 5 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Barrington Levy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Cure,
ABBA,
Brothers Johnson,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Oneida,
Traffic Nightmare,
Terry Callier,
Qualms,
the Swans,
Ultravox,
Sällskapet,
Spandau Ballet,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Sister Nancy,
Nico,
Kas Product,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
These Immortal Souls,
Audionom,
Deepchord,
Bill Near,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Sound Behaviour,
Girls At Our Best!,
Anthony Braxton,
Blake Baxter,
La Düsseldorf,
Davy DMX,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Barry Ungar,
Ultimate Spinach,
Lungfish,
Stetsasonic,
Bronski Beat,
Trumans Water,
K-Klass,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Black Flag,
Curtis Mayfield,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Fluxion,
Pere Ubu,
Dennis Brown,
A Certain Ratio,
Depeche Mode,
Neu!,
Gang Green,
The Index,
Reuben Wilson,
X-102,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Victims,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Parry Music,
The Barracudas,
Wally Richardson,
8 Eyed Spy, 8 Eyed Spy, 8 Eyed Spy, 8 Eyed Spy.
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.