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 Tajikistan and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the marimba 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 The Moleskins to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Quadrant. All the underground hits.
All Kool Moe Dee tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marcia Griffiths record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Traffic Nightmare,
the Sonics,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
In Retrospect,
Sun Ra,
The Black Dice,
Masters at Work,
Icehouse,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Hoover,
Ronan,
Angry Samoans,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Duran Duran,
Moby Grape,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Animal Collective,
Ultra Naté,
The Sonics,
Kerrie Biddell,
Spoonie Gee,
Basic Channel,
The Gladiators,
Kaleidoscope,
Absolute Body Control,
The Stooges,
The Velvet Underground,
Freddie Wadling,
Gabor Szabo,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Skatalites,
Stiv Bators,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
R.M.O.,
Warren Ellis,
The Misunderstood,
Fat Boys,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Donny Hathaway,
Magma,
Desert Stars,
Alton Ellis,
Oneida,
The Dead C,
Mo-Dettes,
Yusef Lateef,
Black Flag,
La Düsseldorf,
Charles Mingus,
The Cure,
Radiohead,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Tubeway Army,
Johnny Osbourne,
Essential Logic,
Wings,
Nirvana,
The Smoke,
Cheater Slicks,
The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set.
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.