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 Sweden and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Edmonton.
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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the güiro 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 Johnny Osbourne to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Dual Sessions. All the underground hits.
All The Fortunes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Can record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Loose Ends record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Jacques Brel,
Ten City,
Eve St. Jones,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Aural Exciters,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Pantaleimon,
Fluxion,
Gang Starr,
Aaron Thompson,
The Busters,
The Durutti Column,
Mad Mike,
Peter & Gordon,
Scratch Acid,
The Black Dice,
ABC,
Barclay James Harvest,
Audionom,
Blake Baxter,
Fifty Foot Hose,
KRS-One,
Make Up,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Fear,
the Germs,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Y Pants,
Das Ding,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Cybotron,
Roger Hodgson,
Alphaville,
Barry Ungar,
Arcadia,
Harmonia,
The Evens,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Agent Orange,
the Fania All-Stars,
Black Sheep,
The Move,
Swans,
June Days,
Saccharine Trust,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Toasters,
Big Daddy Kane,
Neu!,
Aswad,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Rites of Spring,
Shuggie Otis,
Todd Terry,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Buzzcocks,
Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive.
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.