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 Guinea and from Manchester.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 June of 44 to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Lizzy Mercier Descloux. All the underground hits.
All The Motions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roy Ayers 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 synthesizer and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lower 48 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The United States of America,
Saccharine Trust,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Ohio Players,
Nico,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Donny Hathaway,
Scott Walker,
Aloha Tigers,
Pierre Henry,
the Human League,
Cal Tjader,
the Sonics,
a-ha,
John Lydon,
In Retrospect,
Cabaret Voltaire,
New Order,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Y Pants,
Agent Orange,
The Detroit Cobras,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Hot Snakes,
Pantytec,
Barclay James Harvest,
Idris Muhammad,
The Fall,
Scan 7,
Zero Boys,
Gang Green,
Gregory Isaacs,
Man Parrish,
Unrelated Segments,
The Mummies,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Black Dice,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Sparks,
Nick Fraelich,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Circle Jerks,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Sun City Girls,
Eric B and Rakim,
Bluetip,
Pet Shop Boys,
Letta Mbulu,
The Golliwogs,
Sun Ra,
The Vogues,
The Index,
Monks,
the Normal,
Aural Exciters,
JFA,
DJ Style,
Peter and Kerry,
The Divine Comedy,
Barrington Levy,
Deepchord, Deepchord, Deepchord, Deepchord.
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.