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 Cameroon and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron 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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Robert Görl to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 KRS-One. All the underground hits.
All Suicide tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Henry Cow record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kayak record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lee Hazlewood,
The Modern Lovers,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Techniques,
Brand Nubian,
Eden Ahbez,
Mandrill,
Eric Copeland,
Surgeon,
The Beau Brummels,
Joensuu 1685,
Bobby Womack,
The J.B.'s,
Quantec,
the Swans,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Sound Behaviour,
Gichy Dan,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Q65,
Warren Ellis,
Rakim,
The Buckinghams,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Andrew Hill,
Crispy Ambulance,
One Last Wish,
Drive Like Jehu,
Chrome,
The Blues Magoos,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Sarah Menescal,
New Age Steppers,
The Fuzztones,
Gang Starr,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Gong,
The Grass Roots,
Donny Hathaway,
Tres Demented,
The Blackbyrds,
Gang Green,
Tropical Tobacco,
Boogie Down Productions,
Harpers Bizarre,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Byron Stingily,
Bang On A Can,
The Martian,
Easy Going,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Moss Icon,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Basic Channel,
Fugazi,
New Order,
Ralphi Rosario,
Pussy Galore,
Chris & Cosey,
Gil Scott Heron, Gil Scott Heron, Gil Scott Heron, Gil Scott Heron.
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.