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 Indonesia and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Motions to the jazz 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 Laurel Aitken. All the underground hits.
All Cal Tjader tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Trojans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 harpsichord and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aaron Thompson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barclay James Harvest,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Gang Gang Dance,
Banda Bassotti,
Mo-Dettes,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Skaos,
Soft Cell,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Searchers,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Archie Shepp,
Joe Finger,
The Raincoats,
Eden Ahbez,
Mantronix,
Connie Case,
Cybotron,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
EPMD,
Janne Schatter,
Con Funk Shun,
Excepter,
Main Source,
New Order,
Rhythm & Sound,
Arcadia,
Sugar Minott,
Boz Scaggs,
Josef K,
a-ha,
Eve St. Jones,
The Mummies,
Massinfluence,
Sun Ra,
Animal Collective,
The Litter,
Matthew Bourne,
Inner City,
Sarah Menescal,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Lou Christie,
The Move,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Von Mondo,
Bobby Womack,
B.T. Express,
Slick Rick,
Alison Limerick,
Skarface,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Nirvana,
Fad Gadget,
The Flesh Eaters,
Deakin,
Ronan,
Mandrill,
KRS-One,
Minnie Riperton,
Cameo,
Black Sheep, Black Sheep, Black Sheep, Black Sheep.
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.