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 Botswana and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the organ 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 Brand Nubian to the rap kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Faust. All the underground hits.
All Second Layer tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sugar Minott 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 a rhodes and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Qualms record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Excepter,
The Golliwogs,
Big Daddy Kane,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Skarface,
Lou Christie,
Qualms,
Theoretical Girls,
Johnny Clarke,
Blake Baxter,
MC5,
Sight & Sound,
Joe Smooth,
Marmalade,
Boogie Down Productions,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
This Heat,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Symarip,
Kaleidoscope,
Sonic Youth,
Babytalk,
Technova,
Yellowson,
Kas Product,
Panda Bear,
The Durutti Column,
ABC,
Mantronix,
The Wake,
The Detroit Cobras,
Freddie Wadling,
Royal Trux,
Sam Rivers,
Tomorrow,
Cal Tjader,
T. Rex,
Ituana,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Associates,
Beasts of Bourbon,
June of 44,
Joensuu 1685,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Slave,
Robert Hood,
Harmonia,
Todd Terry,
Ludus,
Cheater Slicks,
Lindisfarne,
Barrington Levy,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Suburban Knight,
Main Source,
David McCallum,
The Cure,
The Human League,
Newcleus,
Vainqueur,
Boz Scaggs,
Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan.
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.