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 Bahamas and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez 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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the snare 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 Mandrill to the grime 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 Public Enemy. All the underground hits.
All Aswad tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quantec 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 theremin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pharoah Sanders record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Carl Craig,
Yusef Lateef,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Thompson Twins,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Sugar Minott,
Faraquet,
The Shadows of Knight,
Silicon Teens,
the Swans,
Fat Boys,
John Holt,
ABC,
Dawn Penn,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Japan,
Depeche Mode,
Babytalk,
Yaz,
Gregory Isaacs,
Howard Jones,
Deadbeat,
DJ Style,
Oblivians,
MDC,
Lucky Dragons,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Al Stewart,
Sound Behaviour,
Altered Images,
Dorothy Ashby,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Red Krayola,
Prince Buster,
Motorama,
The Young Rascals,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Delta 5,
Nick Fraelich,
the Slits,
Slick Rick,
Tres Demented,
Pharoah Sanders,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Kas Product,
Underground Resistance,
Severed Heads,
Boredoms,
Sarah Menescal,
Accadde A,
The Mojo Men,
Stiv Bators,
Albert Ayler,
Josef K,
Ornette Coleman,
Khruangbin,
The Neon Judgement,
Jacques Brel,
Laurel Aitken,
Sun City Girls,
Hashim,
The Toasters,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Big Daddy Kane, Big Daddy Kane, Big Daddy Kane, Big Daddy Kane.
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.