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 Cambodia and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Theoretical Girls to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines. All the underground hits.
All Deadbeat 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 rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Youth Brigade record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
OOIOO,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Cybotron,
Absolute Body Control,
Slick Rick,
Black Bananas,
The Beau Brummels,
Avey Tare,
Average White Band,
Zero Boys,
Whodini,
Toni Rubio,
The Golliwogs,
Dave Gahan,
Aloha Tigers,
Aural Exciters,
Urselle,
Neil Young,
Rites of Spring,
Erykah Badu,
Thompson Twins,
Roger Hodgson,
Warren Ellis,
Babytalk,
Outsiders,
The Pop Group,
A Certain Ratio,
Smog,
U.S. Maple,
Althea and Donna,
Girls At Our Best!,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Cameo,
Peter and Kerry,
Quando Quango,
Sexual Harrassment,
DJ Style,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Severed Heads,
Kenny Larkin,
Crooked Eye,
Camberwell Now,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Saccharine Trust,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Saints,
Throbbing Gristle,
kango's stein massive,
Ronnie Foster,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Roxette,
Scan 7,
The Gap Band,
Soul II Soul,
Kas Product,
Darondo,
John Holt,
Model 500,
Kerrie Biddell,
Simply Red,
The Red Krayola,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Barrington Levy, Barrington Levy, Barrington Levy, Barrington Levy.
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.