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 Tanzania and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 marimba 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Bang on a Can All-Stars. All the underground hits.
All Sarah Menescal tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bluetip record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Agitation Free record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Todd Terry,
Pagans,
Funky Four + One,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Toasters,
Cybotron,
Todd Rundgren,
Adolescents,
Symarip,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Marmalade,
Rakim,
Hardrive,
Quadrant,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Interpol,
Crispian St. Peters,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Associates,
Thompson Twins,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Anakelly,
Monks,
Crispy Ambulance,
Icehouse,
David Bowie,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Harmonia,
Godley & Creme,
DJ Style,
Brick,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Move,
UT,
DJ Sneak,
the Normal,
EPMD,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Audionom,
Joe Finger,
F. McDonald,
Drexciya,
The Residents,
Sonny Sharrock,
Negative Approach,
Ken Boothe,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Tim Buckley,
The Offenders,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Gong,
B.T. Express,
Maurizio,
The Misunderstood,
Davy DMX,
Tommy Roe,
Soul Sonic Force,
Bluetip,
Joey Negro,
Brand Nubian,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Oneida, Oneida, Oneida, Oneida.
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.