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 Barbados and from Tehran.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 EPMD to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 New Christs. All the underground hits.
All Alison Limerick tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Massinfluence record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 an arpeggiator and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rotary Connection record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Derrick Morgan,
Black Sheep,
Youth Brigade,
Eli Mardock,
John Coltrane,
Fear,
Livin' Joy,
Roxy Music,
Jeru the Damaja,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Robert Wyatt,
Matthew Halsall,
Quantec,
The Move,
Delta 5,
Sixth Finger,
Popol Vuh,
Chris & Cosey,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Zapp,
Gregory Isaacs,
CMW,
Tom Boy,
Aloha Tigers,
Funkadelic,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Deepchord,
Symarip,
Brick,
Carl Craig,
Anakelly,
Frankie Knuckles,
Judy Mowatt,
FM Einheit,
The Grass Roots,
Bad Manners,
Das Ding,
The Happenings,
Bobby Byrd,
Nirvana,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Electric Prunes,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Eric Dolphy,
The Moleskins,
cv313,
Gerry Rafferty,
Graham Central Station,
Niagra,
Idris Muhammad,
Terry Callier,
Camouflage,
PIL,
Fugazi,
Isaac Hayes,
Bizarre Inc.,
Faraquet,
Swell Maps, Swell Maps, Swell Maps, Swell Maps.
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.