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 Monaco and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
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 Grey Daturas 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 Swell Maps. All the underground hits.
All Q and Not U tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Essential Logic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 sitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Glambeats Corp. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Erykah Badu,
Nas,
The Gun Club,
Grey Daturas,
Technova,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Lungfish,
Jimmy McGriff,
Rosa Yemen,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Adolescents,
The Doors,
The Five Americans,
Nik Kershaw,
Sällskapet,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Talk Talk,
the Soft Cell,
Lalann,
cv313,
The Fugs,
Sugar Minott,
Hashim,
Public Image Ltd.,
Camouflage,
The Techniques,
Skarface,
The Offenders,
Maurizio,
Minnie Riperton,
Crash Course in Science,
John Coltrane,
The Doobie Brothers,
Aaron Thompson,
Lucky Dragons,
Gang Starr,
Royal Trux,
Swans,
Cybotron,
Erasure,
Kaleidoscope,
Electric Prunes,
Make Up,
Das Ding,
Deepchord,
Dorothy Ashby,
Gichy Dan,
Leonard Cohen,
Accadde A,
UT,
Aswad,
Pagans,
Max Romeo,
10cc,
Radiohead,
Surgeon,
the Sonics,
The Detroit Cobras,
Guru Guru,
The Searchers,
The Blues Magoos, The Blues Magoos, The Blues Magoos, The Blues Magoos.
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.