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 Guyana and from Portland.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Suburban Knight to the rap kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Harpers Bizarre. All the underground hits.
All EPMD tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Iggy Pop record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 a sitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Technova record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
10cc,
The Associates,
Grandmaster Flash,
Joe Finger,
Mad Mike,
The Techniques,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Alarm Clocks,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Boredoms,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Accadde A,
The Fuzztones,
One Last Wish,
T. Rex,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Danielle Patucci,
Sällskapet,
Amon Düül II,
The Skatalites,
Bronski Beat,
Yazoo,
Qualms,
Circle Jerks,
Davy DMX,
Bootsy Collins,
DJ Sneak,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Count Five,
The Index,
Robert Wyatt,
Sam Rivers,
Lee Hazlewood,
World's Most,
The Fortunes,
Hot Snakes,
Urselle,
Country Teasers,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Durutti Column,
Magazine,
In Retrospect,
The Wake,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Andrew Hill,
The Cure,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Cowsills,
Todd Rundgren,
Dennis Brown,
Barbara Tucker,
Barry Ungar,
The Five Americans,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Scrapy,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Albert Ayler,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Offenders,
Man Eating Sloth, Man Eating Sloth, Man Eating Sloth, Man Eating Sloth.
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.