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 Qatar and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Josef K to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Dennis Brown. All the underground hits.
All Notorious Big And Bone Thugs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Flesh Eaters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 a spring reverb and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marshall Jefferson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Whodini,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Idris Muhammad,
48th St. Collective,
Mandrill,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Nas,
Brick,
Andrew Hill,
Soul Sonic Force,
Youth Brigade,
Newcleus,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Aloha Tigers,
Amon Düül,
Bill Near,
Joy Division,
Bobby Womack,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
La Düsseldorf,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
In Retrospect,
Derrick Morgan,
The Martian,
Neu!,
Unwound,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Scan 7,
Ponytail,
CMW,
China Crisis,
Urselle,
Radio Birdman,
Carl Craig,
Amazonics,
Davy DMX,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Roger Hodgson,
David Bowie,
Q65,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Flesh Eaters,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Boredoms,
D'Angelo,
Jacob Miller,
The Walker Brothers,
Marshall Jefferson,
the Soft Cell,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Massinfluence,
Negative Approach,
Los Fastidios,
X-101,
Harpers Bizarre,
Bobby Sherman,
Oneida,
Boz Scaggs,
The Stooges,
Easy Going,
The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Jesus and Mary Chain.
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.