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 Mauritania and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 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 Soulsonic Force to the rap kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 David McCallum. All the underground hits.
All Wings tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Q and Not U 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fort Wilson Riot record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Cale,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Cal Tjader,
Crash Course in Science,
The Offenders,
Can,
David Axelrod,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Duran Duran,
Metal Thangz,
The Fugs,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Ultimate Spinach,
Barrington Levy,
Cameo,
Barclay James Harvest,
Kayak,
Bauhaus,
Zero Boys,
U.S. Maple,
Sound Behaviour,
Second Layer,
Wolf Eyes,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Doobie Brothers,
Soul II Soul,
Camouflage,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Byron Stingily,
Fad Gadget,
Index,
Beasts of Bourbon,
EPMD,
Boredoms,
Delta 5,
Robert Wyatt,
Quadrant,
Derrick Morgan,
Colin Newman,
the Association,
Maleditus Sound,
Skarface,
Eve St. Jones,
Ralphi Rosario,
Bill Wells,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Minor Threat,
Essential Logic,
Kas Product,
The Residents,
Public Image Ltd.,
Crime,
Rakim,
Quando Quango,
Soft Cell,
China Crisis,
Arcadia,
Fat Boys,
Stockholm Monsters,
Harpers Bizarre,
Lower 48,
Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc..
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.