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 Iran and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the theremin 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 Groovy Waters to the electroclash 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 Livin' Joy. All the underground hits.
All The Selecter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Desert Stars record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Urselle record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Bluetip,
In Retrospect,
Drive Like Jehu,
Iggy Pop,
Underground Resistance,
The Gladiators,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Oneida,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Junior Murvin,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Steve Hackett,
A Certain Ratio,
Lou Christie,
Monolake,
Suicide,
The Misunderstood,
Desert Stars,
Excepter,
Kerrie Biddell,
Sparks,
Simply Red,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Darondo,
Lou Reed,
Rhythm & Sound,
Slave,
Echospace,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Derrick May,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Boogie Down Productions,
Barbara Tucker,
Sarah Menescal,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Camberwell Now,
Swell Maps,
Barry Ungar,
Reuben Wilson,
Donald Byrd,
David Axelrod,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Drexciya,
Icehouse,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Gil Scott Heron,
Black Pus,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Heaven 17,
Wire,
the Germs,
Robert Wyatt,
Angry Samoans,
The Skatalites,
a-ha,
Sandy B,
Spandau Ballet,
Outsiders,
John Holt,
Black Flag,
Crash Course in Science,
The Barracudas, The Barracudas, The Barracudas, The Barracudas.
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.