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 Burundi and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the güiro 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 Surgeon to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 MDC. All the underground hits.
All Gang Starr tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Japan 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Accadde A record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soft Machine,
Cecil Taylor,
Black Sheep,
Roxy Music,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Last Poets,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Panda Bear,
Barrington Levy,
The Mojo Men,
Jesper Dahlback,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Sight & Sound,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Niagra,
Carl Craig,
Flipper,
Index,
The Stooges,
Lou Christie,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Cowsills,
Sound Behaviour,
Nik Kershaw,
Kerrie Biddell,
Alison Limerick,
10cc,
Rekid,
Eric B and Rakim,
One Last Wish,
Section 25,
Man Parrish,
La Düsseldorf,
Davy DMX,
Sun City Girls,
Nas,
These Immortal Souls,
Marcia Griffiths,
Matthew Halsall,
Soul Sonic Force,
Nick Fraelich,
Aswad,
Babytalk,
Funkadelic,
Swans,
Kool Moe Dee,
the Soft Cell,
The Tremeloes,
ABBA,
Visage,
Ultravox,
Delta 5,
Robert Wyatt,
Von Mondo,
Minny Pops,
Rosa Yemen,
Sällskapet,
Moby Grape,
Sparks,
Circle Jerks,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Dead C,
Liliput, Liliput, Liliput, Liliput.
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.