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 Uruguay and from Lagos.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Skarface to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Archie Shepp. All the underground hits.
All Yusef Lateef tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pagans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 808 and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pylon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
cv313,
Kurtis Blow,
Amon Düül II,
Mantronix,
Letta Mbulu,
the Slits,
Marvin Gaye,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Kas Product,
Outsiders,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Babytalk,
Brass Construction,
Peter and Kerry,
Grey Daturas,
The Dave Clark Five,
Henry Cow,
Rites of Spring,
Masters at Work,
Bobby Byrd,
Stiv Bators,
The Music Machine,
U.S. Maple,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Schoolly D,
Crooked Eye,
Nick Fraelich,
Judy Mowatt,
kango's stein massive,
Alphaville,
Albert Ayler,
The Index,
Camouflage,
Avey Tare,
Flash Fearless,
Dawn Penn,
Johnny Clarke,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Q and Not U,
Pylon,
Hashim,
Alton Ellis,
Eric Copeland,
10cc,
China Crisis,
Man Eating Sloth,
Todd Rundgren,
Organ,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Yaz,
Theoretical Girls,
Y Pants,
La Düsseldorf,
The Sound,
Circle Jerks,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Scan 7,
The Selecter,
Slave,
Mars,
The Pretty Things,
The Evens,
The United States of America,
Slick Rick,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan.
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.