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 Madagascar and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the oboe 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 Gichy Dan to the rap 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 Goldenarms. All the underground hits.
All Faraquet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Procol Harum record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Brand Nubian record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dark Day,
Toni Rubio,
Excepter,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Nick Fraelich,
Yellowson,
Gang of Four,
The Victims,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Terry Callier,
Robert Wyatt,
X-102,
Soft Machine,
Crispian St. Peters,
Leonard Cohen,
Unwound,
Eli Mardock,
Dual Sessions,
Dave Gahan,
Mary Jane Girls,
Matthew Bourne,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Danielle Patucci,
Saccharine Trust,
DJ Style,
The Gap Band,
Ornette Coleman,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Rekid,
The Cowsills,
The Moleskins,
Organ,
T. Rex,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Lower 48,
Janne Schatter,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Pharoah Sanders,
Judy Mowatt,
The Toasters,
Stetsasonic,
The Happenings,
Tomorrow,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Misunderstood,
Oblivians,
Rhythm & Sound,
Bush Tetras,
Funky Four + One,
Visage,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Blues Magoos,
Drexciya,
Scion,
Gang Green,
Erasure,
Accadde A,
Tom Boy,
World's Most,
Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II.
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.