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 Libya and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Beijing.
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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the guitar 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 Roxette to the dance 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 Marmalade. All the underground hits.
All Peter and Kerry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Vladislav Delay record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Litter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Eric Copeland,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Oblivians,
10cc,
Peter & Gordon,
The Beau Brummels,
Amon Düül II,
This Heat,
The Neon Judgement,
Shuggie Otis,
Bizarre Inc.,
Warren Ellis,
Smog,
Crispian St. Peters,
Interpol,
Chrome,
Scientists,
Bad Manners,
Harry Pussy,
Babytalk,
Brick,
Swell Maps,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Barrington Levy,
Cybotron,
Subhumans,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Connie Case,
Robert Hood,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Rotary Connection,
Scan 7,
Ornette Coleman,
48th St. Collective,
FM Einheit,
Tommy Roe,
Nils Olav,
The Birthday Party,
One Last Wish,
Fluxion,
Funky Four + One,
Model 500,
Monolake,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Slackers,
Whodini,
Nas,
Jesper Dahlback,
Steve Hackett,
Soulsonic Force,
Can,
Graham Central Station,
Erasure,
The Velvet Underground,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Darondo,
Yellowson,
The Last Poets,
the Fania All-Stars, the Fania All-Stars, the Fania All-Stars, the Fania All-Stars.
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.