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 Botswana and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in 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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Jakarta.
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 Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Gastr Del Sol to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Bootsy Collins. All the underground hits.
All The Techniques tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lyres record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tim Buckley record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Andrew Hill,
Anthony Braxton,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Flamin' Groovies,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Lightning Bolt,
Groovy Waters,
Amon Düül II,
Gang of Four,
Idris Muhammad,
Faust,
OOIOO,
Boogie Down Productions,
Jacques Brel,
Sällskapet,
Max Romeo,
Nico,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Pole,
Stiv Bators,
Magma,
Gang Gang Dance,
Q and Not U,
Rites of Spring,
The Wake,
Black Pus,
Joe Finger,
Suicide,
Johnny Osbourne,
Cluster,
Camberwell Now,
Mo-Dettes,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Jimmy McGriff,
Parry Music,
Organ,
These Immortal Souls,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Lindisfarne,
Chrome,
Byron Stingily,
Derrick May,
The Remains,
One Last Wish,
Lalo Schifrin,
Eric Copeland,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Bang On A Can,
Colin Newman,
Spoonie Gee,
The Sound,
Tim Buckley,
Lou Reed,
Arcadia,
48th St. Collective,
Rufus Thomas,
Lebanon Hanover,
Panda Bear,
Skaos,
Massinfluence,
Skriet,
Delta 5, Delta 5, Delta 5, Delta 5.
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.