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 Fiji and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Ultramagnetic MC's to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Gang Starr. All the underground hits.
All Skarface tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Agitation Free 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Boogie Down Productions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Nick Fraelich,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Barbara Tucker,
The Five Americans,
Urselle,
Faraquet,
David Axelrod,
Alison Limerick,
Sight & Sound,
Shuggie Otis,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Country Teasers,
a-ha,
Danielle Patucci,
Tom Boy,
AZ,
Gang Green,
Ludus,
Albert Ayler,
Animal Collective,
Idris Muhammad,
This Heat,
Zapp,
Ronnie Foster,
L. Decosne,
Lightning Bolt,
Gerry Rafferty,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Brothers Johnson,
Stereo Dub,
Sam Rivers,
cv313,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Cecil Taylor,
Iggy Pop,
The Pop Group,
Pierre Henry,
Ronan,
Suburban Knight,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Sun City Girls,
Skarface,
Amon Düül,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Mighty Diamonds,
D'Angelo,
Con Funk Shun,
Dave Gahan,
The Seeds,
Subhumans,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Mr. Review,
Marmalade,
Lucky Dragons,
Marc Almond,
Scrapy,
Camberwell Now,
Von Mondo,
Funkadelic,
Japan,
Funky Four + One,
Public Enemy, Public Enemy, Public Enemy, Public Enemy.
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.