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 Portugal and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Audionom to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Yusef Lateef. All the underground hits.
All Technova tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Amon Düül record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a kango's stein massive record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lindisfarne,
The Kinks,
Spandau Ballet,
Franke,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Durutti Column,
Joy Division,
The Standells,
New Order,
Janne Schatter,
Eric Copeland,
Public Image Ltd.,
Rufus Thomas,
The Fuzztones,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Last Poets,
Mr. Review,
Porter Ricks,
Pierre Henry,
Procol Harum,
Maleditus Sound,
Monks,
Moss Icon,
Chris Corsano,
Rites of Spring,
Funky Four + One,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Gladiators,
Flash Fearless,
The Neon Judgement,
Avey Tare,
Basic Channel,
Rosa Yemen,
Johnny Clarke,
Blossom Toes,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Harry Pussy,
The Toasters,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Music Machine,
Lebanon Hanover,
Theoretical Girls,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Ohio Players,
June Days,
Davy DMX,
Silicon Teens,
Scion,
Curtis Mayfield,
Warsaw,
Ken Boothe,
Metal Thangz,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
June of 44,
Glenn Branca,
Interpol,
Deepchord,
Boz Scaggs,
Niagra,
Stetsasonic, Stetsasonic, Stetsasonic, Stetsasonic.
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.