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 Samoa and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the 808 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 Model 500 to the jazz 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 Derrick Morgan. All the underground hits.
All Swans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Blake Baxter record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cluster record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gastr Del Sol,
Ralphi Rosario,
Sam Rivers,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Yellowson,
Toni Rubio,
Lucky Dragons,
Ituana,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Siglo XX,
ABC,
DJ Style,
Buzzcocks,
David Axelrod,
Drive Like Jehu,
Banda Bassotti,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
New Order,
Moby Grape,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Nas,
Heaven 17,
Andrew Hill,
Second Layer,
Letta Mbulu,
The Smiths,
The Shadows of Knight,
Rosa Yemen,
Average White Band,
Essential Logic,
Television Personalities,
F. McDonald,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Gang Gang Dance,
Black Sheep,
The Standells,
Joyce Sims,
The Happenings,
Fat Boys,
June of 44,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Warsaw,
Bobby Womack,
Kaleidoscope,
Gong,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Martian,
Nirvana,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Black Bananas,
Hoover,
Erykah Badu,
David Bowie,
Yaz,
The Neon Judgement,
Pylon,
Godley & Creme,
Radio Birdman,
New Age Steppers,
Procol Harum, Procol Harum, Procol Harum, Procol Harum.
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.