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 Serbia and from Seoul.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Von Mondo to the crunk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Beasts of Bourbon. All the underground hits.
All Michelle Simonal tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lyres record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marmalade record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mission of Burma,
Donny Hathaway,
Rufus Thomas,
10cc,
Rakim,
Shoche,
Warsaw,
Parry Music,
Nik Kershaw,
Sixth Finger,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Matthew Halsall,
Kool Moe Dee,
Faust,
Frankie Knuckles,
Barry Ungar,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Mojo Men,
Bobby Womack,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Fall,
Groovy Waters,
Michelle Simonal,
Don Cherry,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Camouflage,
Pharoah Sanders,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Trojans,
Marc Almond,
DJ Style,
48th St. Collective,
Scott Walker,
Thompson Twins,
The Walker Brothers,
Bill Wells,
Maurizio,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Crooked Eye,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Camberwell Now,
Public Image Ltd.,
Marvin Gaye,
Electric Prunes,
Morten Harket,
LL Cool J,
Schoolly D,
Delon & Dalcan,
Graham Central Station,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Rhythm & Sound,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Big Daddy Kane,
Peter & Gordon,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Grass Roots,
Sonic Youth,
The Invisible,
OOIOO,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Leaves,
Bang On A Can,
Sonny Sharrock, Sonny Sharrock, Sonny Sharrock, Sonny Sharrock.
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.