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 Paraguay and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 oboe 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 Art Ensemble Of Chicago to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band. All the underground hits.
All Colin Newman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gichy Dan 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Deepchord record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Frankie Knuckles,
Black Pus,
The Index,
Cameo,
Morten Harket,
Byron Stingily,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Gap Band,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
MC5,
Gong,
The Golliwogs,
Kool Moe Dee,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Royal Trux,
John Cale,
Funkadelic,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Michelle Simonal,
Stereo Dub,
The Busters,
The Techniques,
Second Layer,
Rapeman,
B.T. Express,
Pharoah Sanders,
June of 44,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Basic Channel,
Glenn Branca,
The Skatalites,
Procol Harum,
Agitation Free,
Average White Band,
Surgeon,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Fuzztones,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Monolake,
Delta 5,
Minny Pops,
Bluetip,
Rhythm & Sound,
Dawn Penn,
Scott Walker,
Flipper,
Freddie Wadling,
Tears for Fears,
Ornette Coleman,
Reagan Youth,
Livin' Joy,
Sex Pistols,
Barrington Levy,
Sam Rivers,
Fluxion,
Drive Like Jehu,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Quando Quango,
Rites of Spring,
Mr. Review,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo.
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.