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 Mauritania and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Franke to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Prince Buster. All the underground hits.
All Echo & the Bunnymen tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rites of Spring record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 linndrum and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lakeside,
Andrew Hill,
Black Sheep,
R.M.O.,
FM Einheit,
The Sound,
Amon Düül II,
Peter & Gordon,
Funky Four + One,
Skriet,
Fear,
Bobby Byrd,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Rotary Connection,
The Neon Judgement,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
X-101,
Young Marble Giants,
Nation of Ulysses,
Isaac Hayes,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Tears for Fears,
Gong,
Kerrie Biddell,
L. Decosne,
Ultra Naté,
Brand Nubian,
China Crisis,
Donny Hathaway,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Terry Callier,
Brass Construction,
Ralphi Rosario,
Sun Ra,
Lower 48,
The Slits,
Curtis Mayfield,
Ludus,
Avey Tare,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
MDC,
Cluster,
Malaria!,
the Slits,
Alison Limerick,
Mantronix,
Man Parrish,
LL Cool J,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Suburban Knight,
Flamin' Groovies,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Davy DMX,
Jacques Brel,
Althea and Donna,
Sällskapet,
Ken Boothe,
Arcadia,
Rod Modell,
Echospace, Echospace, Echospace, Echospace.
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.