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 Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 DJ Sneak. All the underground hits.
All Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scan 7 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Laurel Aitken record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ornette Coleman,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Evens,
Todd Rundgren,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Nas,
Donald Byrd,
The American Breed,
Deadbeat,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Happenings,
Todd Terry,
Nico,
Bootsy Collins,
OOIOO,
Soulsonic Force,
Niagra,
Brass Construction,
James White and The Blacks,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Joe Finger,
Eden Ahbez,
Vainqueur,
The New Christs,
Leonard Cohen,
Outsiders,
Susan Cadogan,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Ultravox,
Mandrill,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Aloha Tigers,
Neu!,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
New York Dolls,
These Immortal Souls,
Robert Hood,
Joensuu 1685,
Faraquet,
Pere Ubu,
Eric B and Rakim,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Marvin Gaye,
Eric Dolphy,
Average White Band,
The Seeds,
Junior Murvin,
Avey Tare,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Reagan Youth,
Barclay James Harvest,
Michelle Simonal,
The Smoke,
Rosa Yemen,
Andrew Hill,
DNA,
JFA,
Frankie Knuckles,
Sugar Minott,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Fortunes, The Fortunes, The Fortunes, The Fortunes.
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.