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 Ivory Coast and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 güiro 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 Brand Nubian to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Cowsills. All the underground hits.
All Pylon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yusef Lateef record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Happenings record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joy Division,
The Fuzztones,
June Days,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Seeds,
Reagan Youth,
Japan,
Bobby Sherman,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Deepchord,
Lebanon Hanover,
Arab on Radar,
Soft Cell,
New Age Steppers,
Marvin Gaye,
Sex Pistols,
Bobby Byrd,
Duran Duran,
Reuben Wilson,
Parry Music,
Essential Logic,
OOIOO,
Pharoah Sanders,
James White and The Blacks,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Absolute Body Control,
Rakim,
Bauhaus,
Cluster,
Tommy Roe,
Circle Jerks,
Isaac Hayes,
Graham Central Station,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Aaron Thompson,
Das Ding,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Easy Going,
The Smoke,
Junior Murvin,
Girls At Our Best!,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Skarface,
Todd Rundgren,
Chris & Cosey,
The Count Five,
Babytalk,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Raincoats,
The Detroit Cobras,
Index,
The Modern Lovers,
Shoche,
Anthony Braxton,
FM Einheit,
Scion,
The Dave Clark Five,
Bobby Womack,
The Angels of Light, The Angels of Light, The Angels of Light, The Angels of Light.
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.