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 Greece and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Underground Resistance. All the underground hits.
All Pierre Henry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Doobie Brothers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 an organ and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Five Americans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The J.B.'s,
The Golliwogs,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Thompson Twins,
Country Teasers,
The Cure,
Sonny Sharrock,
Pet Shop Boys,
Wolf Eyes,
Susan Cadogan,
The Names,
Reagan Youth,
Minnie Riperton,
Basic Channel,
Mo-Dettes,
The Gories,
The Divine Comedy,
Bang On A Can,
Soul Sonic Force,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Black Sheep,
Howard Jones,
Babytalk,
Grey Daturas,
John Cale,
Johnny Clarke,
Flash Fearless,
World's Most,
Moss Icon,
Don Cherry,
Whodini,
Deakin,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Dead Boys,
The Count Five,
Khruangbin,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Robert Wyatt,
Tommy Roe,
James White and The Blacks,
the Normal,
Sparks,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Drexciya,
Jacob Miller,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Thee Headcoats,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Little Man,
Con Funk Shun,
Blake Baxter,
The Dave Clark Five,
KRS-One,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Japan,
Joe Finger,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Pantaleimon, Pantaleimon, Pantaleimon, Pantaleimon.
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.