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 Honduras and from Madrid.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the güiro 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 Nas to the rock 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 Dorothy Ashby. All the underground hits.
All Grey Daturas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bill Wells record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Absolute Body Control record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jesper Dahlback,
Juan Atkins,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Aswad,
Robert Görl,
Schoolly D,
Jacob Miller,
Agitation Free,
Supertramp,
Easy Going,
Heaven 17,
Bill Wells,
The Young Rascals,
Von Mondo,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Soul II Soul,
Ten City,
John Holt,
Pierre Henry,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
F. McDonald,
Barclay James Harvest,
Peter and Kerry,
Young Marble Giants,
Kevin Saunderson,
Masters at Work,
JFA,
Symarip,
Malaria!,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Monolake,
Lyres,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Joe Smooth,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Slits,
Hashim,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Sun Ra,
Drive Like Jehu,
Stetsasonic,
Brass Construction,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Sun City Girls,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Colin Newman,
Anthony Braxton,
Angry Samoans,
Subhumans,
Moss Icon,
Rosa Yemen,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Matthew Halsall,
Gil Scott Heron,
Rites of Spring,
Aloha Tigers,
Jawbox,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Grandmaster Flash,
Skarface, Skarface, Skarface, Skarface.
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.