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 Grenada and from Columbus.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 DJ Style to the jazz 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 Peter & Gordon. All the underground hits.
All Liaisons Dangereuses tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Johnny Osbourne 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rakim record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Q and Not U,
Ice-T,
Jeff Mills,
Leonard Cohen,
Gil Scott Heron,
Crispy Ambulance,
Radio Birdman,
Bill Wells,
ABC,
the Swans,
Howard Jones,
Cymande,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Animal Collective,
Ossler,
Rhythm & Sound,
Altered Images,
MDC,
The Standells,
Camberwell Now,
The Sonics,
The Gap Band,
Stereo Dub,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Seeds,
Audionom,
Amon Düül,
The Durutti Column,
Clear Light,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Roy Ayers,
Lindisfarne,
Scientists,
Jimmy McGriff,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Selecter,
Excepter,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Litter,
Ultravox,
David Axelrod,
The Divine Comedy,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Fuzztones,
Moebius,
La Düsseldorf,
The Shadows of Knight,
Nas,
Gerry Rafferty,
Bobby Byrd,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Happenings,
The Dave Clark Five,
Pierre Henry,
kango's stein massive,
Blancmange,
Tears for Fears,
the Association,
Nils Olav,
Half Japanese,
The Monochrome Set,
Smog, Smog, Smog, Smog.
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.