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 Benin and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Crooked Eye to the rock 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 Albert Ayler. All the underground hits.
All Jeff Lynne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cymande record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 an oboe and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marshall Jefferson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mad Mike,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Essential Logic,
The Fortunes,
Qualms,
The Count Five,
Yusef Lateef,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Lungfish,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Zeros,
Minutemen,
a-ha,
Gong,
Metal Thangz,
Minny Pops,
The Cure,
Country Teasers,
Matthew Halsall,
Kerrie Biddell,
Gichy Dan,
Lyres,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Mojo Men,
The Fuzztones,
Icehouse,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Livin' Joy,
Mo-Dettes,
Sexual Harrassment,
Delon & Dalcan,
Cal Tjader,
Carl Craig,
Wings,
Scott Walker,
Khruangbin,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Talk Talk,
Brand Nubian,
Hoover,
the Soft Cell,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Gladiators,
Vainqueur,
Das Ding,
Shoche,
Alphaville,
Jandek,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Mission of Burma,
The Music Machine,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Fugazi,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Jawbox,
The Last Poets,
T.S.O.L.,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Saints,
Robert Wyatt,
Tomorrow,
X-102, X-102, X-102, X-102.
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.