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 Oman and from Hong Kong.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 marimba 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 Boogie Down Productions to the grunge 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 Gichy Dan. All the underground hits.
All Letta Mbulu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rakim 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Schoolly D record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scott Walker,
The Toasters,
The Wake,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
It's A Beautiful Day,
10cc,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
the Association,
Stockholm Monsters,
Throbbing Gristle,
Warren Ellis,
Tim Buckley,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Sonics,
Shuggie Otis,
Alton Ellis,
Ice-T,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Al Stewart,
Skarface,
Gang Starr,
Don Cherry,
Suicide,
The Blues Magoos,
Todd Terry,
Bobby Womack,
Barclay James Harvest,
Carl Craig,
Robert Görl,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Grauzone,
Stereo Dub,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Rod Modell,
Au Pairs,
Funkadelic,
David Bowie,
B.T. Express,
Deadbeat,
Nation of Ulysses,
Skriet,
Pierre Henry,
The Evens,
Inner City,
Amon Düül II,
The Blackbyrds,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Second Layer,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Radiohead,
Crispian St. Peters,
Scan 7,
Sparks,
Soulsonic Force,
Andrew Hill,
Joe Finger,
Audionom,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Smoke,
Grey Daturas, Grey Daturas, Grey Daturas, Grey Daturas.
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.