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 Burkina and from Tehran.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Fluxion to the punk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Bill Near. All the underground hits.
All Bootsy Collins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Half Japanese 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron 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?
Minny Pops,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
cv313,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Residents,
kango's stein massive,
Pierre Henry,
Easy Going,
Byron Stingily,
Jesper Dahlback,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Brass Construction,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Blake Baxter,
Bizarre Inc.,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Fear,
The Sonics,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Funky Four + One,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
48th St. Collective,
Delon & Dalcan,
Scan 7,
Dual Sessions,
Quantec,
The Selecter,
Index,
The Busters,
Funkadelic,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Deadbeat,
Babytalk,
Boredoms,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Youth Brigade,
8 Eyed Spy,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Soft Machine,
Throbbing Gristle,
Jeff Mills,
One Last Wish,
Sight & Sound,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Eli Mardock,
Monolake,
Marine Girls,
Faraquet,
Surgeon,
Flipper,
Janne Schatter,
The Barracudas,
Ten City,
Vainqueur,
Make Up,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Sandy B,
The Skatalites,
Kool Moe Dee, Kool Moe Dee, Kool Moe Dee, Kool Moe Dee.
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.