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 Maldives and from Tehran.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Matthew Halsall to the punk 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 Deepchord. All the underground hits.
All Johnny Osbourne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Underground Resistance 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soul Sonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Smog,
Scion,
Icehouse,
New Order,
Lungfish,
JFA,
Mr. Review,
Mo-Dettes,
Crispy Ambulance,
Minnie Riperton,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The J.B.'s,
Nick Fraelich,
Skarface,
The Young Rascals,
Kurtis Blow,
X-101,
The Fire Engines,
Von Mondo,
Skriet,
Yaz,
Big Daddy Kane,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
8 Eyed Spy,
Public Enemy,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Fat Boys,
E-Dancer,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Guru Guru,
Kayak,
Warren Ellis,
Minor Threat,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Bill Wells,
Excepter,
Reagan Youth,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Jacob Miller,
Soft Machine,
Agent Orange,
New Age Steppers,
Stereo Dub,
Basic Channel,
Lindisfarne,
Jerry Gold Smith,
In Retrospect,
Kevin Saunderson,
DJ Style,
Albert Ayler,
Half Japanese,
Marmalade,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Marine Girls,
Don Cherry,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Golliwogs,
The Mummies,
Bobby Byrd, Bobby Byrd, Bobby Byrd, Bobby Byrd.
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.