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 Angola and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Blake Baxter to the jazz 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 The Selecter. All the underground hits.
All Rekid tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scientists 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sister Nancy,
Scion,
Oneida,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Dirtbombs,
Sonic Youth,
Alphaville,
Judy Mowatt,
Moebius,
The Raincoats,
The Fortunes,
Roxy Music,
Rufus Thomas,
Bang On A Can,
Metal Thangz,
Barry Ungar,
Gregory Isaacs,
Lucky Dragons,
Marmalade,
The Gap Band,
DNA,
Vainqueur,
cv313,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Junior Murvin,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Zeros,
Hasil Adkins,
The J.B.'s,
Average White Band,
Bill Near,
June of 44,
Kerri Chandler,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Pierre Henry,
Jesper Dahlback,
Eve St. Jones,
Circle Jerks,
Chris Corsano,
Boogie Down Productions,
Public Image Ltd.,
Scratch Acid,
Zero Boys,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Underground Resistance,
Marcia Griffiths,
Piero Umiliani,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Cal Tjader,
Nas,
The Doors,
Fluxion,
The Move,
Janne Schatter,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Grey Daturas,
AZ,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Liliput,
Drexciya,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Tim Buckley, Tim Buckley, Tim Buckley, Tim Buckley.
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.