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 Malta and from Mexico City.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 rhodes 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 Stockholm Monsters to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Lakeside. All the underground hits.
All Lungfish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a A Certain Ratio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sly & The Family Stone,
Tom Boy,
Fad Gadget,
Joey Negro,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Residents,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Reuben Wilson,
Mo-Dettes,
The Victims,
Nik Kershaw,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Rapeman,
Dennis Brown,
Johnny Clarke,
the Normal,
Bob Dylan,
Archie Shepp,
Simply Red,
Bill Wells,
The Tremeloes,
Curtis Mayfield,
Brothers Johnson,
Nas,
Hasil Adkins,
The Birthday Party,
Terrestrial Tones,
David Bowie,
Gichy Dan,
Bluetip,
Crime,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Ituana,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Alton Ellis,
Junior Murvin,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Crooked Eye,
Interpol,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Tres Demented,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Eden Ahbez,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Minnie Riperton,
Little Man,
The Happenings,
Nick Fraelich,
The Monochrome Set,
Ludus,
Altered Images,
10cc,
The Gun Club,
Pere Ubu,
Agent Orange,
The Fall,
Skriet,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Delon & Dalcan,
Morten Harket,
Aswad, Aswad, Aswad, Aswad.
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.