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 Swaziland and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Rahsaan Roland Kirk to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 The American Breed. All the underground hits.
All John Coltrane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jawbox 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 '70s.
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 MC5 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
JFA,
The Stooges,
the Bar-Kays,
Alice Coltrane,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Jesper Dahlback,
Audionom,
The Star Department,
Soulsonic Force,
The Divine Comedy,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Angels of Light,
The Cure,
Unrelated Segments,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Toni Rubio,
Anthony Braxton,
Max Romeo,
The Five Americans,
Letta Mbulu,
Pharoah Sanders,
Arcadia,
Slick Rick,
Cymande,
Blancmange,
Roy Ayers,
Rites of Spring,
Ken Boothe,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
June Days,
The Litter,
Bootsy Collins,
The Seeds,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Negative Approach,
Marmalade,
Gang Gang Dance,
Ultimate Spinach,
Colin Newman,
Rod Modell,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Gong,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Peter & Gordon,
The Sound,
Urselle,
Kayak,
These Immortal Souls,
Drexciya,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Underground Resistance,
Flash Fearless,
Wings,
The Offenders,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Tommy Roe,
Eric Dolphy,
Stiv Bators,
DJ Style, DJ Style, DJ Style, DJ Style.
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.