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 Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Camberwell Now to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Girls At Our Best!. All the underground hits.
All Glambeats Corp. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dual Sessions record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 snare and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Dave Clark Five record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jacob Miller,
Blancmange,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Josef K,
Thee Headcoats,
The Stooges,
Mandrill,
Sister Nancy,
Mars,
Masters at Work,
Aural Exciters,
Throbbing Gristle,
Aaron Thompson,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Jandek,
Bush Tetras,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Groovy Waters,
John Foxx,
the Normal,
Bootsy Collins,
Bill Near,
Eric B and Rakim,
Y Pants,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Niagra,
The Zeros,
Franke,
Joyce Sims,
Lalann,
Junior Murvin,
Alton Ellis,
The Beau Brummels,
Pere Ubu,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The American Breed,
Howard Jones,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Tom Boy,
Metal Thangz,
Carl Craig,
E-Dancer,
L. Decosne,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Arab on Radar,
Gang Starr,
Dorothy Ashby,
Echospace,
Marine Girls,
Boredoms,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Spoonie Gee,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Peter & Gordon,
The Slits,
Scion,
Morten Harket,
Funky Four + One,
Sixth Finger,
Alison Limerick,
Cymande, Cymande, Cymande, Cymande.
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.