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 Nepal and from Beijing.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Terror Squad Feat. Camron to the disco 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 Scan 7. All the underground hits.
All Public Enemy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joy Division record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ornette Coleman,
Ituana,
Arcadia,
Bizarre Inc.,
Kool Moe Dee,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Nils Olav,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Main Source,
Joe Smooth,
Bobby Womack,
Chris Corsano,
Barbara Tucker,
Y Pants,
Q and Not U,
Pet Shop Boys,
Joensuu 1685,
Aaron Thompson,
Gil Scott Heron,
Henry Cow,
The Dead C,
DJ Style,
Gong,
Soul II Soul,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Rapeman,
The Slits,
Porter Ricks,
Skriet,
Blake Baxter,
Audionom,
Mantronix,
Crash Course in Science,
Colin Newman,
Procol Harum,
Motorama,
Lucky Dragons,
Soulsonic Force,
Sound Behaviour,
The Alarm Clocks,
Quantec,
Crooked Eye,
Eden Ahbez,
kango's stein massive,
Massinfluence,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Slick Rick,
Hardrive,
Laurel Aitken,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Music Machine,
Janne Schatter,
Fat Boys,
Wally Richardson,
D'Angelo,
Stiv Bators,
This Heat,
The Happenings,
Black Sheep,
Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster.
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.