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 United Kingdom and from Taipei.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 La Düsseldorf to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Delon & Dalcan. All the underground hits.
All The Blackbyrds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Human League record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 theremin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Moss Icon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric Copeland,
Johnny Osbourne,
Rapeman,
Don Cherry,
DJ Style,
Sixth Finger,
Patti Smith,
Massinfluence,
Mo-Dettes,
Marvin Gaye,
Pierre Henry,
Funkadelic,
Japan,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Von Mondo,
The Fugs,
Los Fastidios,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Jacques Brel,
Letta Mbulu,
Pantytec,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Oneida,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Marine Girls,
Mission of Burma,
the Germs,
Tim Buckley,
Aloha Tigers,
Derrick Morgan,
One Last Wish,
Jerry's Kids,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Durutti Column,
T. Rex,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
In Retrospect,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Ronnie Foster,
Pulsallama,
Masters at Work,
Reuben Wilson,
Soulsonic Force,
Nick Fraelich,
The Shadows of Knight,
Gerry Rafferty,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Chris & Cosey,
Shuggie Otis,
Traffic Nightmare,
Skaos,
Stetsasonic,
The Gap Band,
Visage,
The Fall,
Smog,
Schoolly D,
Yusef Lateef,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Brick,
Pole,
Althea and Donna,
Gang Green, Gang Green, Gang Green, Gang Green.
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.