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 Azerbaijan 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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 spring reverb 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 Morten Harket to the funk 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 Morten Harket. All the underground hits.
All Unwound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Blancmange record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 guitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Derrick May record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Skaos,
Mantronix,
Bobby Byrd,
Judy Mowatt,
Liliput,
Minor Threat,
Black Pus,
Andrew Hill,
The Vogues,
Scott Walker,
Donny Hathaway,
Godley & Creme,
Lightning Bolt,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Bush Tetras,
Delta 5,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Sonny Sharrock,
Blake Baxter,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Slave,
Simply Red,
Soulsonic Force,
Clear Light,
Henry Cow,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Funky Four + One,
Audionom,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Marmalade,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Pylon,
The Fall,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
the Bar-Kays,
Suicide,
Ronan,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Red Krayola,
Moss Icon,
Pierre Henry,
Gang of Four,
Malaria!,
Laurel Aitken,
kango's stein massive,
Girls At Our Best!,
Robert Wyatt,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Anthony Braxton,
The Litter,
Ronnie Foster,
Sarah Menescal,
Sound Behaviour,
Slick Rick,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II.
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.