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 Gabon and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Sun Ra to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Marvin Gaye. All the underground hits.
All Lalo Schifrin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Half Japanese record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Subhumans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Junior Murvin,
Reagan Youth,
Oneida,
The Misunderstood,
Royal Trux,
Grey Daturas,
The Pretty Things,
Joyce Sims,
Yellowson,
Crash Course in Science,
Black Pus,
Kerri Chandler,
Mo-Dettes,
Gichy Dan,
Dennis Brown,
The Leaves,
The Smoke,
Moss Icon,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Hasil Adkins,
Matthew Halsall,
Youth Brigade,
Hoover,
Angry Samoans,
Leonard Cohen,
the Sonics,
Echospace,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Gang Gang Dance,
Marmalade,
Slave,
Sällskapet,
Stiv Bators,
Public Image Ltd.,
Archie Shepp,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Doors,
Delta 5,
Ice-T,
Sixth Finger,
The Raincoats,
Todd Rundgren,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Tremeloes,
Subhumans,
Surgeon,
Yazoo,
Rosa Yemen,
Nik Kershaw,
L. Decosne,
Grandmaster Flash,
X-102,
New Age Steppers,
Von Mondo,
Black Sheep,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Flamin' Groovies,
Sight & Sound,
Icehouse,
Funkadelic,
Popol Vuh, Popol Vuh, Popol Vuh, Popol Vuh.
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.