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 Denmark and from Philadelphia.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Lou Reed & John Cale to the rap kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 a-ha. All the underground hits.
All Sarah Menescal tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Five Americans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a LL Cool J record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer 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?
Lebanon Hanover,
Unwound,
Eric Copeland,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Crash Course in Science,
Banda Bassotti,
The Dead C,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Vogues,
Godley & Creme,
The Trojans,
Television,
Mars,
The Raincoats,
Alphaville,
Joe Finger,
Joensuu 1685,
Depeche Mode,
The Durutti Column,
Sugar Minott,
Lyres,
David Axelrod,
Derrick May,
The Skatalites,
Stereo Dub,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Ten City,
The Divine Comedy,
Hashim,
Joy Division,
Drexciya,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Popol Vuh,
Jacques Brel,
Eric Dolphy,
Schoolly D,
The Gap Band,
Girls At Our Best!,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Shoche,
Panda Bear,
The Pop Group,
Adolescents,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Offenders,
Average White Band,
The Grass Roots,
Crime,
Aloha Tigers,
Erykah Badu,
Anthony Braxton,
Lakeside,
The Cure,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Todd Terry,
The Names,
Ice-T,
The Five Americans,
Chris & Cosey,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Bobby Womack,
Trumans Water,
The Remains,
Cal Tjader, Cal Tjader, Cal Tjader, Cal Tjader.
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.