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 Brunei and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Scratch Acid to the jazz 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 World's Most. All the underground hits.
All Drexciya tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Blossom Toes 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Derrick Morgan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Ralphi Rosario,
Minor Threat,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Morten Harket,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
KRS-One,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Sight & Sound,
Brand Nubian,
Donald Byrd,
Organ,
Minnie Riperton,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Radio Birdman,
Wolf Eyes,
Glenn Branca,
Sun City Girls,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Smog,
Accadde A,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Lalo Schifrin,
Steve Hackett,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Gories,
Nils Olav,
Rites of Spring,
Donny Hathaway,
Shuggie Otis,
The Smiths,
Hardrive,
Radiopuhelimet,
Howard Jones,
Kayak,
Dark Day,
Al Stewart,
UT,
The Vogues,
JFA,
Albert Ayler,
the Human League,
Soulsonic Force,
Sonny Sharrock,
Rosa Yemen,
Model 500,
Oneida,
EPMD,
Desert Stars,
Todd Terry,
Popol Vuh,
Q65,
Nas,
The J.B.'s,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
the Swans,
T. Rex,
Section 25,
Eric B and Rakim,
Easy Going,
Jesper Dahlback,
Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet.
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.