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 Switzerland and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in 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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Jeff Mills to the electroclash 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 Johnny Clarke. All the underground hits.
All Lower 48 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Vaughan Mason & Crew record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a JFA record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rakim,
Aswad,
Spandau Ballet,
Fugazi,
Stetsasonic,
Todd Terry,
Eddi Front,
Scientists,
Brand Nubian,
Roxy Music,
The Fire Engines,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Cameo,
Wolf Eyes,
Alison Limerick,
The Residents,
Tom Boy,
Bauhaus,
The Electric Prunes,
Junior Murvin,
Cal Tjader,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Joe Smooth,
Anakelly,
Essential Logic,
Michelle Simonal,
Glambeats Corp.,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Boz Scaggs,
Make Up,
Youth Brigade,
Talk Talk,
It's A Beautiful Day,
K-Klass,
Marcia Griffiths,
Electric Light Orchestra,
David McCallum,
The Leaves,
Joyce Sims,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Derrick Morgan,
Pierre Henry,
The Walker Brothers,
Tomorrow,
Scott Walker,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Sister Nancy,
Bobby Sherman,
June Days,
David Axelrod,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Joey Negro,
Ronan,
Gregory Isaacs,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Durutti Column,
Eric Dolphy,
Ponytail,
X-102,
Q and Not U, Q and Not U, Q and Not U, Q and Not U.
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.