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 France and from Woodstock.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Judy Mowatt to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Popol Vuh. All the underground hits.
All Yusef Lateef tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Evens 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a X-101 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Oneida,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
ABC,
Nick Fraelich,
Babytalk,
Minnie Riperton,
Fad Gadget,
The Kinks,
Bobby Byrd,
Pylon,
Pet Shop Boys,
Marshall Jefferson,
Derrick May,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Remains,
Moby Grape,
Blake Baxter,
Siglo XX,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Gerry Rafferty,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Rites of Spring,
Sandy B,
The Slackers,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
London Community Gospel Choir,
John Coltrane,
Junior Murvin,
Sällskapet,
Sugar Minott,
Echospace,
Little Man,
Black Pus,
Robert Hood,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Yusef Lateef,
Fugazi,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Soulsonic Force,
Arthur Verocai,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Cure,
Negative Approach,
Idris Muhammad,
Ponytail,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Jacob Miller,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Gun Club,
Max Romeo,
Quando Quango,
Theoretical Girls,
The Count Five,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Thompson Twins,
Peter & Gordon,
Isaac Hayes,
The Slits,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell.
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.