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 Estonia and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 marimba 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 Interpol to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Animal Collective. All the underground hits.
All The Techniques tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sunsets and Hearts 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sight & Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ronnie Foster,
Procol Harum,
Crash Course in Science,
Quantec,
Young Marble Giants,
Groovy Waters,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Easy Going,
MC5,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Albert Ayler,
Kenny Larkin,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
CMW,
Thee Headcoats,
Bluetip,
Hardrive,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Pantaleimon,
Eden Ahbez,
Little Man,
Make Up,
The Invisible,
Second Layer,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Cluster,
Bob Dylan,
Adolescents,
Blancmange,
Rhythm & Sound,
Joe Smooth,
China Crisis,
Inner City,
Harmonia,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Josef K,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Litter,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Doobie Brothers,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Nirvana,
Silicon Teens,
Kool Moe Dee,
Sister Nancy,
Pulsallama,
Lee Hazlewood,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Knickerbockers,
Donny Hathaway,
FM Einheit,
Barrington Levy,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Rekid,
Sarah Menescal,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Hashim,
Jeff Mills,
John Cale,
Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers.
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.