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 Niger and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Eve St. Jones to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Flipper. All the underground hits.
All 10cc tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every T.S.O.L. 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eli Mardock record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Loose Ends,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Main Source,
Tres Demented,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Supertramp,
Andrew Hill,
Flash Fearless,
The Smiths,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Todd Terry,
Underground Resistance,
Drexciya,
Smog,
The Evens,
The Beau Brummels,
Eric Dolphy,
The Index,
Boredoms,
Brand Nubian,
Unwound,
Public Image Ltd.,
Echospace,
Theoretical Girls,
Stereo Dub,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
New Order,
Von Mondo,
Warsaw,
Tom Boy,
The Litter,
Rekid,
Alice Coltrane,
Sarah Menescal,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Pharoah Sanders,
Drive Like Jehu,
Skarface,
E-Dancer,
The Fall,
Absolute Body Control,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
AZ,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Gun Club,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Arthur Verocai,
Hot Snakes,
A Certain Ratio,
Amon Düül II,
In Retrospect,
Ohio Players,
Graham Central Station,
K-Klass,
The Dead C,
B.T. Express,
The Residents,
Aloha Tigers,
Mark Hollis,
The Moody Blues,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel.
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.