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 Burundi and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 mellotron 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 Nas to the grime 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 Fatback Band. All the underground hits.
All Fear tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Organ record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Black Sheep record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mission of Burma,
Neil Young,
Neu!,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Porter Ricks,
Janne Schatter,
CMW,
The Blues Magoos,
E-Dancer,
Steve Hackett,
Sister Nancy,
Barrington Levy,
Absolute Body Control,
Panda Bear,
Jawbox,
Ornette Coleman,
Letta Mbulu,
The Stooges,
Patti Smith,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The J.B.'s,
Hasil Adkins,
L. Decosne,
D'Angelo,
Black Sheep,
Aloha Tigers,
Scan 7,
The Mummies,
John Cale,
The Five Americans,
Surgeon,
Juan Atkins,
the Bar-Kays,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Bush Tetras,
Skriet,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Leaves,
Jerry's Kids,
Sam Rivers,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Malaria!,
Bob Dylan,
Alphaville,
Moby Grape,
Tubeway Army,
Mantronix,
Hot Snakes,
Cameo,
Amazonics,
Tommy Roe,
Harpers Bizarre,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Lebanon Hanover,
Rod Modell,
China Crisis,
Half Japanese,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Glambeats Corp.,
Brand Nubian, Brand Nubian, Brand Nubian, Brand Nubian.
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.