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 Bhutan and from Lagos.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
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 Trumans Water to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Q65. All the underground hits.
All Mandrill tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kerrie Biddell record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Todd Terry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
CMW,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Mad Mike,
Aswad,
The Invisible,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Magma,
The Doobie Brothers,
Gang Green,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Slackers,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Camberwell Now,
The Monks,
London Community Gospel Choir,
John Coltrane,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
ABBA,
Yusef Lateef,
Pere Ubu,
Joe Smooth,
Soft Cell,
Neil Young,
The Raincoats,
Godley & Creme,
Vladislav Delay,
Mark Hollis,
These Immortal Souls,
Skarface,
June of 44,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Popol Vuh,
Jimmy McGriff,
Minnie Riperton,
Theoretical Girls,
Donald Byrd,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Make Up,
Radiohead,
Main Source,
The Vogues,
The Blackbyrds,
The United States of America,
Judy Mowatt,
Electric Prunes,
Shoche,
Sight & Sound,
Fluxion,
Desert Stars,
Pet Shop Boys,
Swans,
DNA,
Eden Ahbez,
Marcia Griffiths,
Mary Jane Girls,
Ronnie Foster,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Buzzcocks,
Boz Scaggs,
Public Image Ltd.,
Supertramp, Supertramp, Supertramp, Supertramp.
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.