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 Ecuador and from Milan.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Bremen.
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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the oboe 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 Yaz to the rap kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Bizarre Inc.. All the underground hits.
All EPMD tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Angels of Light 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a U.S. Maple record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hashim,
Brass Construction,
Gregory Isaacs,
X-102,
Stiv Bators,
New Age Steppers,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Livin' Joy,
The Raincoats,
The Star Department,
Gang Starr,
Roy Ayers,
Boogie Down Productions,
Roxette,
Can,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
the Bar-Kays,
Warren Ellis,
Bauhaus,
Dawn Penn,
Adolescents,
The Litter,
The New Christs,
Delon & Dalcan,
Jeru the Damaja,
Clear Light,
Massinfluence,
Jesper Dahlback,
Siglo XX,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Urselle,
The Pretty Things,
Liliput,
Cluster,
Joe Smooth,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Bang On A Can,
Anakelly,
Skriet,
Pylon,
Reuben Wilson,
Warsaw,
Depeche Mode,
The Dave Clark Five,
Eve St. Jones,
Wally Richardson,
Das Ding,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Gun Club,
Moebius,
Nick Fraelich,
The Busters,
Panda Bear,
Average White Band,
Mary Jane Girls,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Soul II Soul,
June of 44,
Janne Schatter,
Hot Snakes,
Monolake,
Quadrant,
The Angels of Light,
The Last Poets, The Last Poets, The Last Poets, The Last Poets.
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.