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 Sweden and from Houston.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 the Human League to the rap kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Laurel Aitken. All the underground hits.
All Lalann tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 synthesizer and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Slits record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tim Buckley,
Moebius,
New Age Steppers,
10cc,
Lungfish,
The Trojans,
Johnny Osbourne,
Bootsy Collins,
Graham Central Station,
Althea and Donna,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Tubeway Army,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Newcleus,
DJ Sneak,
Jerry's Kids,
Hardrive,
Lalann,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Heaven 17,
The Fugs,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Neil Young,
Mandrill,
The Real Kids,
Junior Murvin,
The Cramps,
Sällskapet,
Jacques Brel,
The Blues Magoos,
Bobby Sherman,
DJ Style,
Anakelly,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
New Order,
The Gun Club,
Joensuu 1685,
Blossom Toes,
Mary Jane Girls,
Funky Four + One,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Unwound,
The Motions,
Terry Callier,
The Wake,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Oneida,
Donny Hathaway,
Carl Craig,
The Vogues,
The Sonics,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Erasure,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Scan 7,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Barrington Levy,
Girls At Our Best!,
Howard Jones,
The Associates,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Half Japanese, Half Japanese, Half Japanese, Half Japanese.
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.