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 Montenegro and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Rahsaan Roland Kirk to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Black Pus. All the underground hits.
All Al Stewart tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dawn Penn record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marshall Jefferson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eden Ahbez,
The Names,
Ronan,
Excepter,
DNA,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Derrick May,
Absolute Body Control,
The United States of America,
The Pretty Things,
Don Cherry,
Mars,
Niagra,
Reuben Wilson,
The Angels of Light,
Eric B and Rakim,
Wire,
Judy Mowatt,
The Doobie Brothers,
Section 25,
The Sound,
Ohio Players,
Wolf Eyes,
Spandau Ballet,
Whodini,
Pet Shop Boys,
Sarah Menescal,
Stetsasonic,
Rakim,
Jandek,
Sound Behaviour,
Skarface,
Throbbing Gristle,
Cymande,
Isaac Hayes,
Joensuu 1685,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Moby Grape,
Gang Gang Dance,
Ponytail,
The Techniques,
Prince Buster,
Animal Collective,
Bluetip,
Au Pairs,
Soul II Soul,
Parry Music,
Sight & Sound,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Brand Nubian,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Max Romeo,
DJ Sneak,
The Victims,
Maurizio,
The Skatalites,
Pulsallama,
Barrington Levy,
One Last Wish,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane.
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.