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 Togo and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Minnie Riperton to the grime 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 Todd Terry. All the underground hits.
All Radiohead tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Au Pairs 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Glenn Branca,
Pantytec,
UT,
Mars,
Alphaville,
Los Fastidios,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Standells,
The Slackers,
Scrapy,
The Sound,
Tomorrow,
EPMD,
Oblivians,
B.T. Express,
The Black Dice,
Animal Collective,
New York Dolls,
Parry Music,
The Mummies,
The Names,
Sight & Sound,
Aloha Tigers,
The Leaves,
The Gladiators,
Jacques Brel,
Motorama,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Alton Ellis,
Peter and Kerry,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Jeff Mills,
Black Moon,
Gang Starr,
Royal Trux,
Negative Approach,
Slave,
Buzzcocks,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Junior Murvin,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Index,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Yaz,
Oneida,
Marmalade,
Kayak,
Sugar Minott,
Black Bananas,
Bang On A Can,
Faust,
The Motions,
Youth Brigade,
Althea and Donna,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Barclay James Harvest,
Spoonie Gee,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
L. Decosne,
Toni Rubio,
Rekid,
In Retrospect,
The Seeds, The Seeds, The Seeds, The Seeds.
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.