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 Morocco and from Lille.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 JFA to the jazz 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience. All the underground hits.
All Schoolly D tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Porter Ricks 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Erykah Badu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Schoolly D,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Jeff Lynne,
These Immortal Souls,
Peter & Gordon,
Black Bananas,
Derrick Morgan,
The Red Krayola,
Lee Hazlewood,
Sixth Finger,
Eve St. Jones,
Skriet,
Trumans Water,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Durutti Column,
Pharoah Sanders,
Junior Murvin,
Circle Jerks,
Vainqueur,
Lou Christie,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Altered Images,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Drive Like Jehu,
the Normal,
Procol Harum,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
CMW,
Gastr Del Sol,
Q and Not U,
Gregory Isaacs,
Frankie Knuckles,
Tears for Fears,
Metal Thangz,
Aswad,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
This Heat,
Soulsonic Force,
The Count Five,
The Leaves,
Zapp,
Isaac Hayes,
Gil Scott Heron,
Au Pairs,
Susan Cadogan,
Slick Rick,
Sugar Minott,
Section 25,
Pere Ubu,
Rosa Yemen,
The Blackbyrds,
Colin Newman,
Rufus Thomas,
Hardrive,
The Moody Blues,
Pulsallama,
Jeff Mills,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Gun Club,
Y Pants,
Anakelly, Anakelly, Anakelly, Anakelly.
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.