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 Fiji and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the 808 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 Black Sheep to the techno 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 Joyce Sims. All the underground hits.
All Erykah Badu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Popol Vuh 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lucky Dragons record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Angry Samoans,
DNA,
Rakim,
Hardrive,
Shuggie Otis,
The Raincoats,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Neu!,
The Slits,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Groovy Waters,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Fugazi,
Carl Craig,
Easy Going,
Glambeats Corp.,
Metal Thangz,
The Five Americans,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Gabor Szabo,
UT,
Half Japanese,
the Association,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Interpol,
The Selecter,
Sister Nancy,
Vainqueur,
Intrusion,
Ice-T,
Piero Umiliani,
Altered Images,
Man Parrish,
Liliput,
The Dave Clark Five,
Bill Near,
Albert Ayler,
Y Pants,
Sparks,
Massinfluence,
Q65,
James White and The Blacks,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Kool Moe Dee,
Man Eating Sloth,
Country Teasers,
Cal Tjader,
Aswad,
Gregory Isaacs,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Smog,
Cameo,
The Wake,
Robert Wyatt,
June of 44,
Jacob Miller,
The Buckinghams,
Ten City, Ten City, Ten City, Ten City.
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.