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 Yemen and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Bremen.
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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 The Fortunes to the jazz 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 Rosa Yemen. All the underground hits.
All The Stooges tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Y Pants 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a EPMD record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
B.T. Express,
The Skatalites,
Livin' Joy,
The Gladiators,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Interpol,
Cameo,
MC5,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Sound,
The Human League,
Organ,
Bush Tetras,
Heaven 17,
Gil Scott Heron,
Quando Quango,
The Music Machine,
Oblivians,
Surgeon,
Deadbeat,
cv313,
Yazoo,
Zapp,
Rites of Spring,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Thee Headcoats,
Tropical Tobacco,
Agitation Free,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Prince Buster,
Funkadelic,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Bob Dylan,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Residents,
KRS-One,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Buckinghams,
This Heat,
Magma,
Lower 48,
Nation of Ulysses,
Cymande,
Peter and Kerry,
Supertramp,
The Happenings,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Desert Stars,
Second Layer,
Pulsallama,
Peter & Gordon,
Outsiders,
Joensuu 1685,
Reuben Wilson,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Colin Newman,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Public Image Ltd.,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance.
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.