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 Suriname and from Houston.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Wally Richardson to the jazz 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 Lyres. All the underground hits.
All Flash Fearless tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sugar Minott record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sunsets and Hearts record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dual Sessions,
Sandy B,
Girls At Our Best!,
Bootsy Collins,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
John Lydon,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Subhumans,
John Foxx,
Essential Logic,
Juan Atkins,
T. Rex,
Second Layer,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Boz Scaggs,
Dennis Brown,
Rotary Connection,
Letta Mbulu,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Scientists,
Sugar Minott,
Rufus Thomas,
The Names,
Roger Hodgson,
Rosa Yemen,
Japan,
MC5,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Mad Mike,
The Young Rascals,
Fela Kuti,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Brass Construction,
Public Image Ltd.,
Bobby Womack,
Bill Near,
The Index,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Vogues,
Babytalk,
Pantytec,
The Litter,
Y Pants,
The Moleskins,
Cybotron,
Delta 5,
Zapp,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Model 500,
Can,
Man Parrish,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Birthday Party,
Oneida,
The Fugs,
Alison Limerick,
Yusef Lateef,
Ituana,
Janne Schatter,
Nils Olav,
Quando Quango, Quando Quango, Quando Quango, Quando Quango.
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.