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 Belize and from Madrid.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Brothers Johnson to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Au Pairs. All the underground hits.
All Soft Machine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Shoche record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Echospace record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
AZ,
Isaac Hayes,
The Young Rascals,
Underground Resistance,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Popol Vuh,
Gichy Dan,
John Holt,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Yusef Lateef,
The Cramps,
Radiohead,
Clear Light,
The Names,
The Doors,
ABBA,
The Sonics,
Skriet,
Ash Ra Tempel,
the Slits,
The Doobie Brothers,
Schoolly D,
Boredoms,
The Invisible,
Banda Bassotti,
Q and Not U,
Moss Icon,
Juan Atkins,
The Modern Lovers,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Moebius,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Birthday Party,
L. Decosne,
Trumans Water,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Dave Clark Five,
Porter Ricks,
Mandrill,
Crooked Eye,
Bang On A Can,
Ronnie Foster,
Yellowson,
The Velvet Underground,
Echospace,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
KRS-One,
Easy Going,
Sixth Finger,
Eric Copeland,
The Five Americans,
Saccharine Trust,
Country Teasers,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Shuggie Otis,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Cure,
John Cale,
Fifty Foot Hose, Fifty Foot Hose, Fifty Foot Hose, Fifty Foot Hose.
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.