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 Cuba and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Brand Nubian to the grime 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 Dorothy Ashby. All the underground hits.
All Rekid tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every La Düsseldorf record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Piero Umiliani record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dorothy Ashby,
The Misunderstood,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Pussy Galore,
The Remains,
Prince Buster,
Absolute Body Control,
Zero Boys,
Fugazi,
Ponytail,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Surgeon,
The Barracudas,
Scientists,
Oblivians,
The Blues Magoos,
Drive Like Jehu,
Con Funk Shun,
Ossler,
Ice-T,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Oneida,
New Age Steppers,
Pylon,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Gichy Dan,
Kurtis Blow,
Lakeside,
Skarface,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Inner City,
Jerry Gold Smith,
It's A Beautiful Day,
UT,
a-ha,
The Divine Comedy,
Dual Sessions,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Boogie Down Productions,
Maurizio,
Kerrie Biddell,
PIL,
Michelle Simonal,
AZ,
Black Flag,
Grey Daturas,
Grauzone,
Rufus Thomas,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Lebanon Hanover,
Soulsonic Force,
Unrelated Segments,
The Red Krayola,
Al Stewart,
Pierre Henry,
Vainqueur,
A Certain Ratio,
R.M.O.,
Slave,
David McCallum,
Althea and Donna,
T. Rex, T. Rex, T. Rex, T. Rex.
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.