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 Nepal and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 X-101 to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 The Techniques. All the underground hits.
All Soul II Soul tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Television Personalities record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a De La Soul & Jungle Brothers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sonic Youth,
Animal Collective,
the Bar-Kays,
Flipper,
Technova,
New Age Steppers,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Accadde A,
Eli Mardock,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Hardrive,
Gregory Isaacs,
Anakelly,
Dead Boys,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Warren Ellis,
Kerrie Biddell,
F. McDonald,
Rod Modell,
A Certain Ratio,
Gong,
Qualms,
Cecil Taylor,
Rotary Connection,
The Birthday Party,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Youth Brigade,
Alton Ellis,
Lou Reed,
The Fugs,
Sight & Sound,
Crispian St. Peters,
Bootsy Collins,
Scan 7,
Barrington Levy,
Flash Fearless,
Metal Thangz,
The American Breed,
Ituana,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Average White Band,
Intrusion,
X-102,
Kerri Chandler,
Terry Callier,
The Golliwogs,
Kaleidoscope,
Guru Guru,
New Order,
Groovy Waters,
Audionom,
The Misunderstood,
Fort Wilson Riot,
the Sonics,
Hashim,
EPMD,
Howard Jones,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Basic Channel,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Cheater Slicks, Cheater Slicks, Cheater Slicks, Cheater Slicks.
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.