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 East Timor and from Houston.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 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 Rakim to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 The Gap Band. All the underground hits.
All Joyce Sims tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jerry's Kids record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 Max Romeo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Big Daddy Kane,
Technova,
Oblivians,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Con Funk Shun,
Gang of Four,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Kenny Larkin,
Radiohead,
World's Most,
Depeche Mode,
Anthony Braxton,
Harmonia,
The Saints,
Sister Nancy,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Fugs,
Joensuu 1685,
Terry Callier,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Khruangbin,
Reagan Youth,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Michelle Simonal,
Albert Ayler,
Black Sheep,
The Move,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Archie Shepp,
Charles Mingus,
Judy Mowatt,
K-Klass,
Aaron Thompson,
Electric Prunes,
The J.B.'s,
Delon & Dalcan,
Cameo,
Derrick Morgan,
The Gories,
Minnie Riperton,
Dual Sessions,
The Invisible,
The Happenings,
Pulsallama,
Tubeway Army,
Shoche,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Martian,
Sonic Youth,
Warsaw,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Soft Machine,
Jerry's Kids,
Ornette Coleman,
The American Breed,
Nation of Ulysses,
Outsiders,
Minor Threat, Minor Threat, Minor Threat, Minor Threat.
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.