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 Sri Lanka and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Minor Threat to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Ultimate Spinach. All the underground hits.
All Bush Tetras tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cecil Taylor 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ajijia Myrayebe record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
OOIOO,
Ralphi Rosario,
Slave,
Soft Machine,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
AZ,
Ornette Coleman,
Jesper Dahlback,
Leonard Cohen,
These Immortal Souls,
Basic Channel,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Reagan Youth,
The Angels of Light,
T.S.O.L.,
Stetsasonic,
Joy Division,
Kurtis Blow,
DJ Style,
Josef K,
Quantec,
Robert Hood,
The Seeds,
The Misunderstood,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Severed Heads,
Delon & Dalcan,
Nation of Ulysses,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Isaac Hayes,
Sugar Minott,
MDC,
Bluetip,
Don Cherry,
Tommy Roe,
the Bar-Kays,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Icehouse,
Sexual Harrassment,
Slick Rick,
Aaron Thompson,
Sam Rivers,
UT,
Tom Boy,
Cecil Taylor,
Khruangbin,
Moss Icon,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Minny Pops,
Tomorrow,
Spandau Ballet,
Bobby Sherman,
Panda Bear,
Graham Central Station,
Tropical Tobacco,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Young Rascals,
Scratch Acid,
The Vogues,
the Germs,
ABC,
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.