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 Chad and from London.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Echospace to the crunk 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 Faust. All the underground hits.
All Minutemen tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Moody Blues 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Moebius record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Brand Nubian,
The Doors,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Yusef Lateef,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Lebanon Hanover,
Negative Approach,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Lalann,
Curtis Mayfield,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Invisible,
Quadrant,
Johnny Osbourne,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Mark Hollis,
Sun City Girls,
Marshall Jefferson,
Maurizio,
Eric Copeland,
Joensuu 1685,
The New Christs,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Essential Logic,
The Dirtbombs,
Banda Bassotti,
Bad Manners,
Don Cherry,
Marvin Gaye,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Unwound,
Duran Duran,
Mantronix,
Blossom Toes,
B.T. Express,
Soft Machine,
the Sonics,
The Divine Comedy,
the Normal,
Ice-T,
Maleditus Sound,
The Cure,
The Fuzztones,
Desert Stars,
Schoolly D,
Agitation Free,
Yellowson,
Glambeats Corp.,
Robert Wyatt,
La Düsseldorf,
Terrestrial Tones,
Man Parrish,
Siglo XX,
Wire,
Slick Rick,
Eden Ahbez,
Throbbing Gristle,
Todd Rundgren,
Bronski Beat,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Shuggie Otis,
David McCallum, David McCallum, David McCallum, David McCallum.
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.