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 Canada and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Eric Copeland to the techno 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 Kenny Larkin. All the underground hits.
All The Skatalites tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Five Americans 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eric Dolphy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Magma,
Morten Harket,
Eli Mardock,
The Blues Magoos,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Lindisfarne,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Pole,
The Moody Blues,
Maleditus Sound,
Rosa Yemen,
Adolescents,
Soul II Soul,
Unwound,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Absolute Body Control,
Masters at Work,
Gang of Four,
Pet Shop Boys,
Unrelated Segments,
Fat Boys,
Yusef Lateef,
The Walker Brothers,
Agitation Free,
Don Cherry,
the Fania All-Stars,
Nas,
Eric Copeland,
Jesper Dahlback,
Supertramp,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Victims,
Carl Craig,
Pagans,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Lower 48,
The Detroit Cobras,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Piero Umiliani,
Kas Product,
Arcadia,
The Searchers,
The Cowsills,
Pylon,
Ice-T,
Sällskapet,
8 Eyed Spy,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Lucky Dragons,
Gichy Dan,
Slave,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Isaac Hayes,
Symarip,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Evens,
The Fall,
Gang Green,
K-Klass,
Tres Demented,
Fugazi,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo.
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.