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 Jamaica and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise 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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Albert Ayler to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Jeff Mills. All the underground hits.
All Sunsets and Hearts tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Warren Ellis 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jimmy McGriff record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Audionom,
Lyres,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Eric Dolphy,
Bauhaus,
Scientists,
Underground Resistance,
Vladislav Delay,
Guru Guru,
These Immortal Souls,
Kerri Chandler,
Mark Hollis,
The United States of America,
Bronski Beat,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Bizarre Inc.,
Bush Tetras,
The Mighty Diamonds,
48th St. Collective,
Banda Bassotti,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Oneida,
the Swans,
Idris Muhammad,
Isaac Hayes,
The Smoke,
Q65,
James White and The Blacks,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Rites of Spring,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Derrick May,
Intrusion,
Infiniti,
The Skatalites,
Bobby Womack,
Neil Young,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Fire Engines,
Godley & Creme,
Yusef Lateef,
Ken Boothe,
Pagans,
One Last Wish,
Inner City,
the Germs,
Camouflage,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Angels of Light,
Ultra Naté,
Nils Olav,
Wire,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Wasted Youth,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
DJ Style,
Dark Day,
Angry Samoans,
Frankie Knuckles,
Deadbeat,
Parry Music, Parry Music, Parry Music, Parry Music.
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.