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 France and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Glasgow.
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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Ronan to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Neon Judgement. All the underground hits.
All UT tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Arab on Radar 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tommy Roe record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Suburban Knight,
Sound Behaviour,
Desert Stars,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Sällskapet,
Flash Fearless,
The Vogues,
The Doobie Brothers,
Minor Threat,
The Durutti Column,
The Cowsills,
Slave,
Todd Terry,
Pantaleimon,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Little Man,
Tomorrow,
Harpers Bizarre,
Oneida,
The Busters,
DJ Style,
Letta Mbulu,
Lou Reed,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Danielle Patucci,
Amon Düül II,
Yaz,
Subhumans,
8 Eyed Spy,
Marmalade,
The Martian,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
This Heat,
Ossler,
K-Klass,
Scan 7,
Eric Dolphy,
Quantec,
The Associates,
Robert Wyatt,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Rapeman,
48th St. Collective,
Lalo Schifrin,
Joey Negro,
Qualms,
The Knickerbockers,
Bobby Womack,
Japan,
Grey Daturas,
Second Layer,
The New Christs,
Scott Walker,
F. McDonald,
Barry Ungar,
Average White Band,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Zero Boys,
A Certain Ratio,
Buzzcocks, Buzzcocks, Buzzcocks, Buzzcocks.
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.