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 Trinidad & Tobago and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Erykah Badu to the crunk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Skarface. All the underground hits.
All Drive Like Jehu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every London Community Gospel Choir record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tim Buckley record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sun Ra,
Sonny Sharrock,
Shuggie Otis,
Mark Hollis,
Letta Mbulu,
Tom Boy,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Mo-Dettes,
Harpers Bizarre,
Susan Cadogan,
Niagra,
Ossler,
Hashim,
EPMD,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Tubeway Army,
Electric Prunes,
The Music Machine,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Rotary Connection,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Gang Gang Dance,
Throbbing Gristle,
Anakelly,
Howard Jones,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Nirvana,
Fluxion,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Fatback Band,
Stetsasonic,
The Victims,
Duran Duran,
Derrick May,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Fela Kuti,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Doobie Brothers,
Marine Girls,
Alton Ellis,
The Electric Prunes,
Robert Hood,
Public Image Ltd.,
Minny Pops,
The Busters,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Junior Murvin,
Radio Birdman,
The Cowsills,
Camberwell Now,
Man Eating Sloth,
Cal Tjader,
Pylon,
Little Man,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Names,
Qualms,
Masters at Work,
Soulsonic Force,
Aloha Tigers,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.