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 Nauru and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 David Bowie 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 Cameo to the jazz 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 Rapeman. All the underground hits.
All Sarah Menescal tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every a-ha 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stockholm Monsters,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Offenders,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Lee Hazlewood,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Raincoats,
kango's stein massive,
The Misunderstood,
Altered Images,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
U.S. Maple,
Davy DMX,
Icehouse,
a-ha,
Letta Mbulu,
Mary Jane Girls,
Cecil Taylor,
Ultimate Spinach,
Joey Negro,
Laurel Aitken,
X-Ray Spex,
Gregory Isaacs,
Liliput,
Girls At Our Best!,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Man Parrish,
The Seeds,
T.S.O.L.,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Gastr Del Sol,
Negative Approach,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Japan,
Sam Rivers,
New Order,
Matthew Halsall,
Stereo Dub,
Angry Samoans,
Cheater Slicks,
Todd Terry,
Mark Hollis,
This Heat,
The Toasters,
EPMD,
Danielle Patucci,
Camouflage,
Technova,
Byron Stingily,
FM Einheit,
Jeff Lynne,
Rod Modell,
Pharoah Sanders,
Desert Stars,
Gang of Four,
The Residents,
DJ Sneak,
Curtis Mayfield,
Grauzone,
Morten Harket,
Graham Central Station,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.
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.