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 Jordan and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 rhodes 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 Darondo to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 De La Soul & Jungle Brothers. All the underground hits.
All Cecil Taylor tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeru the Damaja 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 guitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Motorama record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soul Sonic Force,
The Litter,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Peter & Gordon,
Aswad,
The Cramps,
The Black Dice,
Nas,
Television Personalities,
David Bowie,
Masters at Work,
Pole,
Johnny Osbourne,
Hardrive,
Subhumans,
The Birthday Party,
Lou Reed,
The Moody Blues,
The Invisible,
Make Up,
Bush Tetras,
Sugar Minott,
Lakeside,
Royal Trux,
X-102,
Black Bananas,
Erasure,
The Residents,
The Techniques,
KRS-One,
Godley & Creme,
Henry Cow,
Man Eating Sloth,
Minor Threat,
The Moleskins,
Marshall Jefferson,
Yazoo,
The Music Machine,
Flash Fearless,
Minnie Riperton,
Japan,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Red Krayola,
Ponytail,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Joey Negro,
Public Enemy,
Goldenarms,
the Sonics,
Bauhaus,
Spoonie Gee,
Toni Rubio,
Byron Stingily,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Johnny Clarke,
Bronski Beat,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Letta Mbulu,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
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.