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 Jamaica and from Milan.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Vainqueur to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Todd Terry. All the underground hits.
All Banda Bassotti tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every World's Most 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Amazonics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Birthday Party,
Thompson Twins,
Scion,
T. Rex,
Flamin' Groovies,
Ronan,
New York Dolls,
Kenny Larkin,
Colin Newman,
Bill Near,
Minutemen,
The Saints,
Inner City,
Eric Dolphy,
Cameo,
Michelle Simonal,
Boogie Down Productions,
Gong,
Funkadelic,
Spandau Ballet,
The Moody Blues,
Public Enemy,
Moebius,
Theoretical Girls,
Spoonie Gee,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Erykah Badu,
The Knickerbockers,
Niagra,
Shoche,
Rekid,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Nation of Ulysses,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Laurel Aitken,
Andrew Hill,
Maleditus Sound,
Lower 48,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Johnny Osbourne,
Surgeon,
Guru Guru,
The Sonics,
The Fuzztones,
The Mojo Men,
MC5,
Underground Resistance,
The Cure,
Y Pants,
Lyres,
Cecil Taylor,
Roy Ayers,
Johnny Clarke,
The Shadows of Knight,
Joy Division,
Arcadia,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Mr. Review,
The Golliwogs,
Quadrant,
Slick Rick,
The Cosmic Jokers, The Cosmic Jokers, The Cosmic Jokers, The Cosmic Jokers.
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.