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 United States and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Babytalk to the grime 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic. All the underground hits.
All Bush Tetras tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Radiopuhelimet 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lonnie Liston Smith record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sam Rivers,
Interpol,
Reuben Wilson,
Spoonie Gee,
Chrome,
Black Moon,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Rufus Thomas,
Soft Machine,
Cheater Slicks,
Altered Images,
Flipper,
cv313,
The Offenders,
Qualms,
Amon Düül II,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Trumans Water,
ABC,
Minnie Riperton,
Gang of Four,
Metal Thangz,
Suicide,
The Shadows of Knight,
Oneida,
Youth Brigade,
Index,
Judy Mowatt,
Guru Guru,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Harmonia,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Aaron Thompson,
Nik Kershaw,
Toni Rubio,
Dawn Penn,
Junior Murvin,
10cc,
The Cowsills,
Laurel Aitken,
Ultravox,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Hashim,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Leaves,
Mandrill,
Moebius,
Symarip,
Negative Approach,
Easy Going,
John Foxx,
Brand Nubian,
Jacques Brel,
Anakelly,
Danielle Patucci,
Yusef Lateef,
The Remains,
Subhumans,
Moss Icon,
Joyce Sims,
Donny Hathaway, Donny Hathaway, Donny Hathaway, Donny Hathaway.
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.