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 Kenya and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
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 Procol Harum to the disco 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 Harpers Bizarre. All the underground hits.
All Lightning Bolt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Moleskins 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Severed Heads record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Main Source,
Shoche,
Second Layer,
Eric B and Rakim,
Ornette Coleman,
Aswad,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Au Pairs,
Moebius,
Hasil Adkins,
Qualms,
The Music Machine,
The Mojo Men,
The Selecter,
John Foxx,
The Pop Group,
Sällskapet,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Smoke,
The Pretty Things,
La Düsseldorf,
Barrington Levy,
Roxette,
EPMD,
The Velvet Underground,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
R.M.O.,
Bobby Womack,
Deakin,
Wings,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Todd Terry,
Bootsy Collins,
Drexciya,
Accadde A,
Kevin Saunderson,
Cluster,
Sam Rivers,
Lower 48,
Eric Copeland,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Joensuu 1685,
Dawn Penn,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Lee Hazlewood,
JFA,
Infiniti,
The Birthday Party,
Faust,
Scion,
Rod Modell,
Boogie Down Productions,
James White and The Blacks,
Index,
Neil Young,
The Young Rascals,
Sarah Menescal,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family.
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.