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 Colombia and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Todd Rundgren to the electroclash 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 Albert Ayler. All the underground hits.
All Au Pairs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Absolute Body Control record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Zapp record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Boz Scaggs,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The New Christs,
Swans,
The Walker Brothers,
The Zeros,
Arthur Verocai,
Isaac Hayes,
Cymande,
Don Cherry,
Sound Behaviour,
Archie Shepp,
Guru Guru,
Bang On A Can,
The Fall,
Fatback Band,
Funky Four + One,
Boredoms,
Marvin Gaye,
Negative Approach,
In Retrospect,
The Black Dice,
The Gories,
Bobby Womack,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Sonny Sharrock,
Nick Fraelich,
Lower 48,
The Offenders,
One Last Wish,
Das Ding,
Crime,
Sandy B,
Terrestrial Tones,
Loose Ends,
Von Mondo,
E-Dancer,
Goldenarms,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Shuggie Otis,
Drive Like Jehu,
Tubeway Army,
The Angels of Light,
Jerry's Kids,
Minny Pops,
Flipper,
Unrelated Segments,
The Fire Engines,
Barrington Levy,
Man Parrish,
Smog,
The Happenings,
Magma,
Adolescents,
Fat Boys,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Laurel Aitken,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Traffic Nightmare,
Q and Not U,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Agitation Free,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience.
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.