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 Uruguay and from Toronto.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 EPMD to the rap 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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel. All the underground hits.
All The Misunderstood tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Black Dice record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric Dolphy,
DJ Sneak,
Aloha Tigers,
Hasil Adkins,
Ultra Naté,
Sixth Finger,
Ponytail,
Minor Threat,
Black Sheep,
Second Layer,
Bizarre Inc.,
Dennis Brown,
The Fall,
Swans,
Fat Boys,
Jeru the Damaja,
Make Up,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
MC5,
June of 44,
The Martian,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Harpers Bizarre,
Sandy B,
X-Ray Spex,
The Cramps,
Bobby Sherman,
Stereo Dub,
Deadbeat,
Deakin,
Drexciya,
Organ,
London Community Gospel Choir,
E-Dancer,
Boz Scaggs,
The Red Krayola,
Kas Product,
The Stooges,
Kool Moe Dee,
Davy DMX,
The Electric Prunes,
One Last Wish,
Lakeside,
Metal Thangz,
The Star Department,
Shuggie Otis,
Gregory Isaacs,
Tomorrow,
Shoche,
Robert Görl,
Amon Düül II,
Thee Headcoats,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Joe Finger,
Audionom,
Bush Tetras,
F. McDonald,
FM Einheit,
Gang of Four, Gang of Four, Gang of Four, Gang of Four.
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.