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 San Marino and from Taipei.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the 808 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 Yusef Lateef to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 AZ. All the underground hits.
All The Kinks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Heavy D & The Boyz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Metal Thangz,
Anakelly,
Visage,
Amazonics,
The Residents,
Juan Atkins,
Althea and Donna,
Soft Machine,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Kurtis Blow,
Rapeman,
Brand Nubian,
Swell Maps,
John Lydon,
D'Angelo,
Absolute Body Control,
Yellowson,
Dawn Penn,
Scion,
The Invisible,
The Vogues,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Silicon Teens,
kango's stein massive,
Gang of Four,
The New Christs,
Monks,
Camberwell Now,
Leonard Cohen,
Hashim,
Archie Shepp,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
a-ha,
Scan 7,
the Association,
The Sound,
The Toasters,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Wake,
The Gladiators,
Skaos,
Colin Newman,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Q and Not U,
The Cramps,
Fat Boys,
Alison Limerick,
Aural Exciters,
David Axelrod,
Panda Bear,
Eric Dolphy,
Curtis Mayfield,
UT,
Marcia Griffiths,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Qualms,
Pussy Galore,
Unrelated Segments,
Sarah Menescal,
Roger Hodgson,
Bizarre Inc.,
Chris & Cosey,
Half Japanese, Half Japanese, Half Japanese, Half Japanese.
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.