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 Kuwait and from Toronto.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Gastr Del Sol to the rap 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 Niagra. All the underground hits.
All Rakim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eden Ahbez record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 808 and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cramps record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Carl Craig,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Ituana,
Tropical Tobacco,
Basic Channel,
The Red Krayola,
Flamin' Groovies,
Underground Resistance,
The Human League,
Skarface,
Oneida,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Isaac Hayes,
Josef K,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Tommy Roe,
Leonard Cohen,
Man Parrish,
This Heat,
Nik Kershaw,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Soul II Soul,
Gabor Szabo,
Andrew Hill,
Scrapy,
U.S. Maple,
The Cowsills,
Al Stewart,
The Doors,
Nirvana,
the Sonics,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Cal Tjader,
Accadde A,
Gichy Dan,
Oblivians,
Electric Prunes,
Marc Almond,
The Pop Group,
X-101,
Gregory Isaacs,
Simply Red,
Stetsasonic,
Bauhaus,
Goldenarms,
Dorothy Ashby,
Pierre Henry,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
EPMD,
Max Romeo,
Dawn Penn,
Popol Vuh,
Mr. Review,
UT,
Hoover,
Rosa Yemen,
Black Bananas,
David Bowie,
Curtis Mayfield,
Bobby Womack,
The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor.
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.