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 Norway and from Stockholm.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Erykah Badu to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Q65. All the underground hits.
All Blancmange tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Justin Hinds & The Dominoes 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 spring reverb and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ultramagnetic MC's record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Minnie Riperton,
K-Klass,
Nation of Ulysses,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Davy DMX,
Ken Boothe,
Index,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Crispy Ambulance,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
R.M.O.,
Rotary Connection,
Section 25,
Alton Ellis,
Tomorrow,
The Victims,
Fear,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Pet Shop Boys,
Warsaw,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Idris Muhammad,
Banda Bassotti,
Grey Daturas,
June of 44,
Sarah Menescal,
Max Romeo,
Panda Bear,
The Fortunes,
China Crisis,
kango's stein massive,
The Blues Magoos,
Rufus Thomas,
Motorama,
Q and Not U,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Beau Brummels,
FM Einheit,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Andrew Hill,
Ultravox,
Pylon,
Pulsallama,
Ronan,
Robert Hood,
Gichy Dan,
Pharoah Sanders,
Gang of Four,
Leonard Cohen,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Cal Tjader,
Reagan Youth,
The Cowsills,
Gastr Del Sol,
Monolake,
Goldenarms,
Black Sheep,
Soul Sonic Force, Soul Sonic Force, Soul Sonic Force, Soul Sonic Force.
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.