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 Poland and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Yusef Lateef to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Echospace. All the underground hits.
All the Fania All-Stars tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gories record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Blackbyrds,
the Slits,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Blossom Toes,
Kenny Larkin,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Technova,
Absolute Body Control,
Television,
A Certain Ratio,
Monolake,
The Cure,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Au Pairs,
Y Pants,
Reuben Wilson,
Jerry's Kids,
Icehouse,
Pantytec,
Jandek,
The Fugs,
The Doors,
This Heat,
Gang of Four,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Black Flag,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Gladiators,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Inner City,
Ralphi Rosario,
Godley & Creme,
Infiniti,
Severed Heads,
Big Daddy Kane,
Kool Moe Dee,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Model 500,
Joe Finger,
It's A Beautiful Day,
New Age Steppers,
Fatback Band,
David Axelrod,
John Lydon,
Deepchord,
Brand Nubian,
Essential Logic,
The Red Krayola,
Swans,
Eddi Front,
Section 25,
JFA,
Johnny Osbourne,
Kerrie Biddell,
Scion,
Sam Rivers,
Tears for Fears,
Joyce Sims,
The Count Five,
Joy Division,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Tim Buckley,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Dawn Penn, Dawn Penn, Dawn Penn, Dawn Penn.
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.