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 Dominica and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Busters to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Agitation Free. All the underground hits.
All Ultravox tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Dirtbombs 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eric B and Rakim record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Eric Copeland,
Delon & Dalcan,
Roy Ayers,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Ohio Players,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Country Teasers,
Reagan Youth,
Deepchord,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Crash Course in Science,
Don Cherry,
Sonic Youth,
Skriet,
Amon Düül,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Crispy Ambulance,
Dual Sessions,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Gastr Del Sol,
Simply Red,
Scan 7,
Quantec,
The Trojans,
the Human League,
Tim Buckley,
John Foxx,
Easy Going,
Radio Birdman,
Barbara Tucker,
Slave,
Tropical Tobacco,
Alton Ellis,
Grey Daturas,
The United States of America,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Groovy Waters,
Joyce Sims,
Tom Boy,
The Fugs,
Freddie Wadling,
DJ Style,
Kas Product,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Zapp,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Arcadia,
Tears for Fears,
Sarah Menescal,
The Music Machine,
The Raincoats,
Japan,
Sexual Harrassment,
Babytalk,
U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple.
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.