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 Niger and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Hashim to the jazz 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 Scratch Acid. All the underground hits.
All Sly & The Family Stone tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Terror Squad Feat. Camron record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Negative Approach record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Hardrive,
Altered Images,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Bootsy Collins,
Harmonia,
The Dirtbombs,
Terrestrial Tones,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Kenny Larkin,
Big Daddy Kane,
Patti Smith,
ABC,
The Slackers,
Kurtis Blow,
Technova,
Maurizio,
Wings,
The Offenders,
The Happenings,
Jerry's Kids,
UT,
Sparks,
Babytalk,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Quantec,
The Dead C,
The Gun Club,
Skaos,
The Modern Lovers,
Reagan Youth,
Boogie Down Productions,
Jeru the Damaja,
Zero Boys,
Cheater Slicks,
Eden Ahbez,
Black Sheep,
Terry Callier,
Minor Threat,
Blake Baxter,
Drexciya,
Camberwell Now,
The Busters,
Reuben Wilson,
Ultra Naté,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Hasil Adkins,
John Coltrane,
Davy DMX,
The Victims,
Slick Rick,
CMW,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Idris Muhammad,
Girls At Our Best!,
Bauhaus,
The Blackbyrds,
The Motions,
Flipper,
Rhythm & Sound,
AZ,
Motorama, Motorama, Motorama, Motorama.
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.