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 Zimbabwe and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Scratch Acid to the punk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 The Sound. All the underground hits.
All Zapp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hasil Adkins 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Franke record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
R.M.O.,
Steve Hackett,
Idris Muhammad,
Negative Approach,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Young Marble Giants,
Hasil Adkins,
Letta Mbulu,
La Düsseldorf,
Flash Fearless,
The Standells,
Yellowson,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Matthew Bourne,
Bill Near,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Tim Buckley,
Y Pants,
The Real Kids,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Crispian St. Peters,
Dave Gahan,
The Move,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Deepchord,
Royal Trux,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Jacob Miller,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Technova,
Kas Product,
Albert Ayler,
Erasure,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Neon Judgement,
Motorama,
Supertramp,
Janne Schatter,
Amazonics,
Gichy Dan,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Reuben Wilson,
Metal Thangz,
Aswad,
Silicon Teens,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Frankie Knuckles,
Bush Tetras,
Bill Wells,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Whodini,
Groovy Waters,
Bad Manners,
Jeff Mills,
Brothers Johnson,
Basic Channel,
Avey Tare,
Easy Going,
Tom Boy,
Organ, Organ, Organ, Organ.
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.