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 Cape Verde and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the 808 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 Main Source to the rap kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Black Bananas. All the underground hits.
All Jerry's Kids tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Guru Guru 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Little Man record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
a-ha,
Eric B and Rakim,
Derrick Morgan,
Donald Byrd,
Pierre Henry,
Charles Mingus,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Pantytec,
Lindisfarne,
Mark Hollis,
Big Daddy Kane,
Peter & Gordon,
The Slackers,
In Retrospect,
Joe Smooth,
Groovy Waters,
Los Fastidios,
Black Moon,
Moby Grape,
Morten Harket,
Connie Case,
Alton Ellis,
Average White Band,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Lucky Dragons,
Rites of Spring,
Idris Muhammad,
The Buckinghams,
Whodini,
Sister Nancy,
Mo-Dettes,
Yazoo,
Tropical Tobacco,
Ohio Players,
Jeff Mills,
Dennis Brown,
Bizarre Inc.,
Leonard Cohen,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Walker Brothers,
The Fugs,
U.S. Maple,
David McCallum,
The Grass Roots,
L. Decosne,
Desert Stars,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Public Enemy,
Archie Shepp,
Sex Pistols,
A Certain Ratio,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Sparks,
Alison Limerick,
Soft Machine,
One Last Wish,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Soft Cell,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Khruangbin,
Roger Hodgson, Roger Hodgson, Roger Hodgson, Roger Hodgson.
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.