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 Malaysia and from Mexico City.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 Captain Beefheart 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 Black Pus to the techno 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 Skaos. All the underground hits.
All Soul II Soul tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gastr Del Sol record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 an organ and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Faust record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jeff Lynne,
Bronski Beat,
Aaron Thompson,
Anakelly,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Moss Icon,
Gregory Isaacs,
Half Japanese,
The Doobie Brothers,
It's A Beautiful Day,
ABBA,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Saccharine Trust,
Faust,
Danielle Patucci,
Fluxion,
Eric Dolphy,
The Modern Lovers,
Barbara Tucker,
Warsaw,
Tommy Roe,
The Motions,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Youth Brigade,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Mandrill,
Delta 5,
Cecil Taylor,
Joensuu 1685,
The Fuzztones,
Lightning Bolt,
John Lydon,
Make Up,
Whodini,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Neu!,
Al Stewart,
Flash Fearless,
Roy Ayers,
Easy Going,
MDC,
Michelle Simonal,
Susan Cadogan,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Buzzcocks,
Rod Modell,
Gang Gang Dance,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Raincoats,
The Blues Magoos,
The Flesh Eaters,
Mary Jane Girls,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
June of 44,
Joe Smooth,
Crispy Ambulance,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Second Layer,
Davy DMX,
Rufus Thomas, Rufus Thomas, Rufus Thomas, Rufus Thomas.
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.