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 Bahrain and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in 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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 David McCallum to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 De La Soul & Jungle Brothers. All the underground hits.
All Kurtis Blow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hashim record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Surgeon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Moebius,
Albert Ayler,
the Normal,
The Star Department,
Junior Murvin,
ABC,
The Trojans,
Public Enemy,
Panda Bear,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Vogues,
Zero Boys,
Don Cherry,
Rakim,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
DJ Style,
The Sound,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Roxette,
Eve St. Jones,
The Happenings,
The Fall,
Skriet,
Fatback Band,
48th St. Collective,
Erykah Badu,
Aural Exciters,
Jacques Brel,
Average White Band,
DJ Sneak,
Al Stewart,
Rod Modell,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Saccharine Trust,
Crispy Ambulance,
Isaac Hayes,
Tubeway Army,
Animal Collective,
The Slits,
Mission of Burma,
Niagra,
Jeru the Damaja,
Cameo,
Lungfish,
Funky Four + One,
The Velvet Underground,
Leonard Cohen,
Wings,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Durutti Column,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Minutemen,
MDC,
Pulsallama,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Kevin Saunderson,
Neil Young,
Ralphi Rosario,
Quadrant,
Prince Buster,
Infiniti,
Fort Wilson Riot, Fort Wilson Riot, Fort Wilson Riot, Fort Wilson Riot.
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.