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 Dominica and from Jakarta.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the sitar 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 This Heat to the grime 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 Barrington Levy. All the underground hits.
All Royal Trux tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Notorious Big And Bone Thugs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yellowson,
Warren Ellis,
The Gories,
Gabor Szabo,
Japan,
Half Japanese,
John Holt,
Cecil Taylor,
Index,
The Shadows of Knight,
Laurel Aitken,
Jawbox,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Eric Dolphy,
John Coltrane,
Magma,
Stereo Dub,
Lyres,
Barry Ungar,
Robert Wyatt,
Banda Bassotti,
Prince Buster,
Skarface,
Janne Schatter,
Lou Christie,
Main Source,
Nick Fraelich,
Loose Ends,
Brass Construction,
Trumans Water,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
B.T. Express,
Maurizio,
Bluetip,
PIL,
Girls At Our Best!,
Howard Jones,
Cal Tjader,
D'Angelo,
Goldenarms,
Con Funk Shun,
Black Flag,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Joe Finger,
Arcadia,
Electric Prunes,
Echospace,
David Axelrod,
Royal Trux,
The Remains,
In Retrospect,
The Moleskins,
Angry Samoans,
Neu!,
Intrusion,
The Gladiators,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Youth Brigade,
Sarah Menescal,
Q and Not U,
MDC, MDC, MDC, MDC.
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.