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 Syria and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Kaleidoscope to the rap kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Pantaleimon. All the underground hits.
All Hashim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Archie Shepp 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Colin Newman,
Arab on Radar,
Crispy Ambulance,
The New Christs,
Siglo XX,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Magazine,
Los Fastidios,
Roger Hodgson,
Public Enemy,
Kurtis Blow,
Lower 48,
The American Breed,
Joey Negro,
Underground Resistance,
Crooked Eye,
Dual Sessions,
The Count Five,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Hoover,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
David Axelrod,
Soulsonic Force,
Popol Vuh,
Buzzcocks,
Y Pants,
Supertramp,
Fear,
Danielle Patucci,
Nick Fraelich,
The Five Americans,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Rufus Thomas,
The Human League,
Television Personalities,
The Fall,
Tom Boy,
Mo-Dettes,
Henry Cow,
Tres Demented,
The Alarm Clocks,
Howard Jones,
Alton Ellis,
Max Romeo,
Symarip,
Motorama,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Sight & Sound,
The Flesh Eaters,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Sound,
Warren Ellis,
Terry Callier,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Jeru the Damaja,
Blancmange,
Mad Mike,
Fat Boys,
Deadbeat,
Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan.
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.