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 Lesotho and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez 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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Winnipeg.
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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 the Slits to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Roxy Music. All the underground hits.
All The Moody Blues tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Oneida 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobby Sherman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Patti Smith,
8 Eyed Spy,
Gang of Four,
Kevin Saunderson,
Moss Icon,
The Associates,
The Gories,
Alice Coltrane,
Y Pants,
Bill Wells,
Nick Fraelich,
Robert Görl,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
John Holt,
Amazonics,
Barrington Levy,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Stetsasonic,
In Retrospect,
Soft Machine,
Sugar Minott,
Goldenarms,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Yusef Lateef,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Alton Ellis,
Lebanon Hanover,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Nation of Ulysses,
ABBA,
Bobby Sherman,
Henry Cow,
Monks,
Amon Düül,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Litter,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Moby Grape,
Cecil Taylor,
Arcadia,
Kaleidoscope,
Funky Four + One,
Underground Resistance,
48th St. Collective,
The Offenders,
Ken Boothe,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Buzzcocks,
the Human League,
Wire,
Juan Atkins,
Symarip,
B.T. Express,
Susan Cadogan,
Slick Rick,
Desert Stars,
Lou Christie,
Oneida, Oneida, Oneida, Oneida.
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.