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 Vanuatu and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Soft Machine to the rock 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 Basic Channel. All the underground hits.
All Kaleidoscope tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bootsy's Rubber Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Simply Red,
David McCallum,
Infiniti,
The Fall,
Peter & Gordon,
Scott Walker,
Faust,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Matthew Bourne,
Roy Ayers,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Eli Mardock,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Buckinghams,
Cecil Taylor,
Lightning Bolt,
Delta 5,
The Victims,
Don Cherry,
Soul II Soul,
ABC,
Das Ding,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Gastr Del Sol,
Neu!,
Panda Bear,
The Fortunes,
Traffic Nightmare,
Max Romeo,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Dawn Penn,
Make Up,
The Associates,
The J.B.'s,
Flamin' Groovies,
Dark Day,
Stockholm Monsters,
Severed Heads,
Robert Hood,
the Slits,
Deakin,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Nas,
Hot Snakes,
Smog,
Harmonia,
Grandmaster Flash,
the Sonics,
Bobby Womack,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Patti Smith,
Pussy Galore,
The Residents,
Avey Tare,
Althea and Donna,
Kevin Saunderson,
X-102,
Quando Quango,
Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One.
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.