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 Georgia and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Pharoah Sanders to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Brass Construction. All the underground hits.
All Soft Machine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Oneida record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eurythmics,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Grass Roots,
Delta 5,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Pussy Galore,
Jeru the Damaja,
Funkadelic,
Vainqueur,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Moleskins,
Barrington Levy,
Theoretical Girls,
Mantronix,
K-Klass,
Steve Hackett,
Carl Craig,
D'Angelo,
Alison Limerick,
Jeff Mills,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Terrestrial Tones,
Skarface,
Lungfish,
Kevin Saunderson,
B.T. Express,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Skatalites,
Boredoms,
Nirvana,
The Last Poets,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
the Fania All-Stars,
Stetsasonic,
Sonic Youth,
David Axelrod,
The Moody Blues,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Outsiders,
Warsaw,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Black Dice,
Donny Hathaway,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Whodini,
Mark Hollis,
Kenny Larkin,
The Associates,
Flipper,
Tres Demented,
The Electric Prunes,
Bobby Sherman,
Sarah Menescal,
Nick Fraelich,
The Red Krayola,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Josef K,
Accadde A,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Livin' Joy,
Soul II Soul,
Babytalk, Babytalk, Babytalk, Babytalk.
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.