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 Haiti and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 marimba 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 Bootsy's Rubber Band 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 Mission of Burma. All the underground hits.
All Bobby Sherman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Erykah Badu record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Erykah Badu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Angels of Light,
Animal Collective,
Amon Düül,
Junior Murvin,
Pantaleimon,
The Gories,
The Evens,
Subhumans,
Dawn Penn,
Leonard Cohen,
Erykah Badu,
Outsiders,
the Fania All-Stars,
Excepter,
Arcadia,
Sister Nancy,
Jeru the Damaja,
Maleditus Sound,
Mary Jane Girls,
Stockholm Monsters,
Altered Images,
Minutemen,
Ultra Naté,
Grandmaster Flash,
Dennis Brown,
The Moody Blues,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Eric Dolphy,
Terry Callier,
Sexual Harrassment,
Loose Ends,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Tres Demented,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Derrick May,
Tomorrow,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Kevin Saunderson,
H. Thieme,
Marmalade,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
PIL,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Procol Harum,
Donny Hathaway,
Avey Tare,
Idris Muhammad,
Suicide,
China Crisis,
June Days,
The Doobie Brothers,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Masters at Work,
Donald Byrd,
Public Enemy,
Lyres,
The New Christs,
Rod Modell,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Crooked Eye, Crooked Eye, Crooked Eye, Crooked Eye.
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.