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 Malta and from Manchester.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Roy Ayers Ubiquity to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 the Association. All the underground hits.
All 10cc tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alison Limerick record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 arpeggiator and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rites of Spring record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Selecter,
Sonny Sharrock,
Mr. Review,
Jimmy McGriff,
Tomorrow,
The Count Five,
Make Up,
Al Stewart,
Lou Christie,
Joey Negro,
The Dead C,
OOIOO,
Lungfish,
Shoche,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Thompson Twins,
Easy Going,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
DNA,
China Crisis,
Johnny Osbourne,
Traffic Nightmare,
Donny Hathaway,
JFA,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Flash Fearless,
The Index,
New York Dolls,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Crispian St. Peters,
Glenn Branca,
Ice-T,
X-102,
kango's stein massive,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Saccharine Trust,
Minor Threat,
Groovy Waters,
Essential Logic,
Black Sheep,
Scratch Acid,
DJ Sneak,
Rakim,
Howard Jones,
Grandmaster Flash,
Cluster,
Suicide,
Slick Rick,
The Leaves,
Unwound,
Letta Mbulu,
Eddi Front,
Amazonics,
Monks,
The New Christs,
the Sonics,
Das Ding,
Section 25,
The Moody Blues,
Bauhaus,
Von Mondo, Von Mondo, Von Mondo, Von Mondo.
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.