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 Cameroon and from Copenhagen.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Andrew Hill to the techno 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 Faraquet. All the underground hits.
All Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every cv313 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a A Flock of Seagulls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
One Last Wish,
The Happenings,
Yusef Lateef,
The Names,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Wasted Youth,
Bill Wells,
the Association,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Tom Boy,
Black Sheep,
Zero Boys,
Theoretical Girls,
Kas Product,
Second Layer,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Altered Images,
Eden Ahbez,
Quantec,
Basic Channel,
Fad Gadget,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Sam Rivers,
B.T. Express,
The Angels of Light,
Saccharine Trust,
Popol Vuh,
Yazoo,
Lucky Dragons,
The Evens,
Bang On A Can,
Blancmange,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Animal Collective,
Kenny Larkin,
Arthur Verocai,
FM Einheit,
The Electric Prunes,
Blossom Toes,
Arcadia,
Arab on Radar,
The Fuzztones,
X-102,
Harry Pussy,
8 Eyed Spy,
Kerri Chandler,
The Stooges,
AZ,
Eli Mardock,
The Zeros,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Deadbeat,
Urselle,
the Sonics,
Barrington Levy,
Con Funk Shun,
Peter and Kerry,
The Wake,
The Smoke,
Pantaleimon,
Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters.
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.