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 Burkina and from Seoul.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the güiro 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 The Smoke to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Don Cherry. All the underground hits.
All Newcleus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roger Hodgson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 mellotron and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Talk Talk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Index,
MC5,
Sound Behaviour,
The Walker Brothers,
A Certain Ratio,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Porter Ricks,
L. Decosne,
Anthony Braxton,
Marvin Gaye,
Derrick May,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Thompson Twins,
Hasil Adkins,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Section 25,
Deakin,
Skarface,
Big Daddy Kane,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Mad Mike,
Tropical Tobacco,
Adolescents,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Ronnie Foster,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
the Swans,
Electric Prunes,
The Music Machine,
June of 44,
the Association,
Nas,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Doors,
Buzzcocks,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Pere Ubu,
Morten Harket,
Mark Hollis,
Rod Modell,
Howard Jones,
Average White Band,
Terrestrial Tones,
Amon Düül II,
Stetsasonic,
Oneida,
Lalo Schifrin,
Faust,
Massinfluence,
The Gladiators,
Jacques Brel,
Avey Tare,
Bronski Beat,
Panda Bear,
ABBA,
Freddie Wadling,
Davy DMX,
The Fugs,
The Five Americans,
Alton Ellis,
Leonard Cohen,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra.
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.