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 Cape Verde and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Roy Ayers to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Panda Bear. All the underground hits.
All Blancmange tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Mojo Men 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Blake Baxter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lalann,
Dual Sessions,
Lower 48,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Soul II Soul,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Unwound,
Fat Boys,
Kaleidoscope,
Mandrill,
10cc,
Procol Harum,
The Alarm Clocks,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Easy Going,
OOIOO,
Brand Nubian,
Gichy Dan,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Residents,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Marine Girls,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Flipper,
Chris & Cosey,
Dead Boys,
Lucky Dragons,
Babytalk,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Young Rascals,
Lebanon Hanover,
Urselle,
Amazonics,
Tim Buckley,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Yusef Lateef,
Gang of Four,
The Fortunes,
Television,
Arthur Verocai,
Derrick May,
Public Image Ltd.,
T. Rex,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Liliput,
Gabor Szabo,
Ornette Coleman,
Rufus Thomas,
Ronan,
Cameo,
The Count Five,
Barrington Levy,
Bush Tetras,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
David Axelrod,
Stiv Bators,
Aloha Tigers,
LL Cool J,
Rites of Spring,
Byron Stingily,
Terrestrial Tones,
Wolf Eyes, Wolf Eyes, Wolf Eyes, Wolf Eyes.
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.