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 Seychelles and from Portland.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Mojo Men to the grime 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 The Invisible. All the underground hits.
All Lou Christie tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Reed & Metallica record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David McCallum,
Television,
Rod Modell,
Heaven 17,
Zapp,
Spoonie Gee,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Moebius,
David Bowie,
Sällskapet,
Mary Jane Girls,
Ultra Naté,
E-Dancer,
Ronnie Foster,
Ronan,
Carl Craig,
Monolake,
Soul Sonic Force,
John Cale,
The Victims,
Organ,
The Toasters,
The Fire Engines,
The Slits,
Toni Rubio,
Hashim,
Scratch Acid,
The Move,
Barrington Levy,
a-ha,
Marcia Griffiths,
Derrick Morgan,
The Offenders,
The Motions,
Siglo XX,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Joey Negro,
Easy Going,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
World's Most,
The Skatalites,
Shuggie Otis,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Sandy B,
Audionom,
Sound Behaviour,
Prince Buster,
Dark Day,
Kenny Larkin,
Jandek,
The Grass Roots,
Essential Logic,
Glambeats Corp.,
Stockholm Monsters,
Mission of Burma,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Ten City,
The Sound,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Smoke,
Kerri Chandler,
Pharoah Sanders, Pharoah Sanders, Pharoah Sanders, Pharoah Sanders.
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.