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 Antigua and from Woodstock.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Bizarre Inc. to the jazz 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 Scott Walker + Sunn O))). All the underground hits.
All Henry Cow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kenny Larkin record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Oppenheimer Analysis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Seeds,
Marine Girls,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
kango's stein massive,
The Last Poets,
Infiniti,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Archie Shepp,
Eddi Front,
Yusef Lateef,
U.S. Maple,
Stetsasonic,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Bush Tetras,
Ralphi Rosario,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
New Order,
The Selecter,
Warren Ellis,
Erasure,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The New Christs,
Fad Gadget,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Hasil Adkins,
Flamin' Groovies,
Electric Light Orchestra,
a-ha,
The Music Machine,
The Real Kids,
Bill Wells,
The Kinks,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Pop Group,
Soft Cell,
LL Cool J,
Dual Sessions,
Motorama,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Pylon,
Public Image Ltd.,
Easy Going,
Schoolly D,
Flipper,
Amazonics,
The Velvet Underground,
Accadde A,
The Residents,
Blossom Toes,
Jeff Lynne,
World's Most,
Camouflage,
Agitation Free,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Crispian St. Peters,
Iggy Pop,
PIL,
Brick,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Saccharine Trust,
The Durutti Column, The Durutti Column, The Durutti Column, The Durutti Column.
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.