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 Philippines and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 The Fuzztones to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Drexciya. All the underground hits.
All EPMD tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Q65 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 theremin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Slave record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Radio Birdman,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Q and Not U,
Sound Behaviour,
Rekid,
Popol Vuh,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Brand Nubian,
Roger Hodgson,
Mo-Dettes,
Flash Fearless,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Glambeats Corp.,
Soul Sonic Force,
Harry Pussy,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Oneida,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Erykah Badu,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Eric Dolphy,
Lucky Dragons,
Skaos,
Frankie Knuckles,
Bobby Sherman,
Mars,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Lalo Schifrin,
Reuben Wilson,
Ken Boothe,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Associates,
Alice Coltrane,
Gichy Dan,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Last Poets,
Jeru the Damaja,
Sonic Youth,
Barclay James Harvest,
Groovy Waters,
Black Pus,
Unwound,
Yusef Lateef,
Index,
Quantec,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Avey Tare,
10cc,
Boz Scaggs,
The American Breed,
Newcleus,
FM Einheit,
Hoover,
Pierre Henry,
The Remains,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Dual Sessions,
Jeff Mills,
Lakeside,
The Gladiators,
Simply Red,
Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio.
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.