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 Singapore and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Ice-T to the disco 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 Cheater Slicks. All the underground hits.
All Matthew Halsall tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jacob Miller 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 marimba and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Bar-Kays record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Leonard Cohen,
CMW,
The Last Poets,
Marvin Gaye,
The Cure,
Mark Hollis,
Al Stewart,
The American Breed,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Wings,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Colin Newman,
Soul II Soul,
This Heat,
Joensuu 1685,
Porter Ricks,
The Standells,
The Leaves,
Hardrive,
DJ Style,
Amazonics,
Funkadelic,
The Barracudas,
Skaos,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
World's Most,
Marmalade,
Au Pairs,
Unrelated Segments,
The Invisible,
Groovy Waters,
8 Eyed Spy,
Rakim,
Wire,
Jacques Brel,
Stereo Dub,
Soulsonic Force,
Wally Richardson,
Rosa Yemen,
Schoolly D,
Dennis Brown,
Tommy Roe,
Patti Smith,
Moebius,
Stiv Bators,
The Gap Band,
Eric Dolphy,
Faust,
Black Flag,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Mandrill,
The Fuzztones,
Royal Trux,
The Offenders,
Tubeway Army,
Aswad,
Girls At Our Best!,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Motorama,
Grandmaster Flash, Grandmaster Flash, Grandmaster Flash, Grandmaster Flash.
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.