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 Botswana and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Salvador.
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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Frankie Knuckles 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 Lucky Dragons. All the underground hits.
All Ohio Players tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every La Düsseldorf record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 a güiro and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Slits record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Ornette Coleman,
Ultimate Spinach,
Jerry's Kids,
Ice-T,
Deepchord,
The Misunderstood,
The Flesh Eaters,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Urselle,
Average White Band,
The Vogues,
The Motions,
Echospace,
The Techniques,
Derrick Morgan,
Minutemen,
Hardrive,
Gregory Isaacs,
a-ha,
Rotary Connection,
Bob Dylan,
the Germs,
The Moleskins,
Main Source,
Slick Rick,
Rhythm & Sound,
Grandmaster Flash,
Albert Ayler,
Das Ding,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Roy Ayers,
Johnny Osbourne,
Frankie Knuckles,
Jeff Mills,
The American Breed,
Robert Hood,
Boogie Down Productions,
Suburban Knight,
Gang Green,
Basic Channel,
Girls At Our Best!,
Pantaleimon,
Whodini,
Suicide,
Bluetip,
Outsiders,
Cameo,
Young Marble Giants,
Sam Rivers,
Inner City,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
PIL,
Harmonia,
Barry Ungar,
The Velvet Underground,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Lebanon Hanover,
Excepter,
Kevin Saunderson,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell.
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.