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 Argentina and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Lagos.
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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
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 Skarface to the funk 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 Johnny Osbourne. All the underground hits.
All The Move tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Echospace 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The J.B.'s 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?
Pierre Henry,
Barry Ungar,
Sixth Finger,
Dawn Penn,
Pharoah Sanders,
Bad Manners,
Monks,
Motorama,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Isaac Hayes,
Outsiders,
Henry Cow,
Ronnie Foster,
Faust,
Malaria!,
X-102,
Clear Light,
Talk Talk,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Avey Tare,
Ronan,
John Lydon,
MC5,
Soft Cell,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
David Bowie,
Lalann,
Jeff Mills,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Gap Band,
Lalo Schifrin,
Marvin Gaye,
Michelle Simonal,
Spandau Ballet,
Dennis Brown,
the Slits,
Max Romeo,
Soulsonic Force,
The Smiths,
Neil Young,
The Zeros,
The Moleskins,
L. Decosne,
Peter and Kerry,
Parry Music,
The United States of America,
Siglo XX,
Sun Ra,
Unrelated Segments,
Derrick May,
The Index,
The Fall,
Half Japanese,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Severed Heads,
Man Parrish,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.