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 Italy and from Bremen.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the sitar 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 Marvin Gaye to the grime kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Urselle. All the underground hits.
All Agitation Free tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Chocolate Watch Band 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Robert Wyatt record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pole,
Bad Manners,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Gong,
Funkadelic,
Reuben Wilson,
Wolf Eyes,
The Red Krayola,
Hot Snakes,
Smog,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
the Soft Cell,
Isaac Hayes,
Monks,
Q65,
Basic Channel,
Aaron Thompson,
Freddie Wadling,
The Offenders,
Arthur Verocai,
Khruangbin,
Wire,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Danielle Patucci,
Cameo,
Theoretical Girls,
Dual Sessions,
Leonard Cohen,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Dorothy Ashby,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Tom Boy,
Eden Ahbez,
The Remains,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Motorama,
Mandrill,
New Order,
Organ,
MC5,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Mad Mike,
Susan Cadogan,
Big Daddy Kane,
Youth Brigade,
One Last Wish,
Deadbeat,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Maurizio,
EPMD,
The United States of America,
Blossom Toes,
Warren Ellis,
Fela Kuti,
Rakim,
8 Eyed Spy,
Surgeon,
The Raincoats,
The Martian,
Todd Terry,
The Fugs,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Amon Düül,
Pantytec,
Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff.
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.