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 Albania and from Sao Paulo.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Lyres to the dance 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 Anthony Braxton. All the underground hits.
All Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a D'Angelo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Pantytec,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Buzzcocks,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
T. Rex,
Delta 5,
The Monochrome Set,
Neil Young,
Sight & Sound,
Andrew Hill,
John Lydon,
Soulsonic Force,
Pylon,
Aswad,
Icehouse,
The Mummies,
Unrelated Segments,
Derrick Morgan,
The Skatalites,
Cal Tjader,
Lindisfarne,
Bronski Beat,
Stiv Bators,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Crime,
K-Klass,
Connie Case,
Alison Limerick,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
EPMD,
Scientists,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Lungfish,
The Vogues,
Gang of Four,
Blossom Toes,
Talk Talk,
Sugar Minott,
The Leaves,
Altered Images,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Searchers,
David Bowie,
Man Eating Sloth,
Joensuu 1685,
Von Mondo,
Kayak,
a-ha,
The Divine Comedy,
Moss Icon,
The Fortunes,
World's Most,
Archie Shepp,
The Tremeloes,
Joe Smooth,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Blues Magoos,
Yazoo,
Japan,
Swans,
Ralphi Rosario,
Khruangbin,
In Retrospect, In Retrospect, In Retrospect, In Retrospect.
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.