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 Australia and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the organ 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 Flamin' Groovies to the jazz 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 Monks. All the underground hits.
All Matthew Halsall tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Livin' Joy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Crooked Eye record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Spoonie Gee,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Aswad,
Ultimate Spinach,
CMW,
Beasts of Bourbon,
DJ Sneak,
Kevin Saunderson,
Ornette Coleman,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Johnny Osbourne,
Lou Reed,
Patti Smith,
Frankie Knuckles,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Rosa Yemen,
Shuggie Otis,
Black Bananas,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Camberwell Now,
Leonard Cohen,
Ronan,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
FM Einheit,
Suburban Knight,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Clear Light,
Andrew Hill,
Isaac Hayes,
Oneida,
Boredoms,
Lyres,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Gong,
Dark Day,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Young Marble Giants,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Evens,
The Walker Brothers,
David Axelrod,
Eurythmics,
Sight & Sound,
The Music Machine,
Moby Grape,
Fatback Band,
Easy Going,
Black Flag,
Cluster,
The Real Kids,
Simply Red,
Warsaw,
The Doobie Brothers,
Anthony Braxton,
Johnny Clarke,
The Invisible,
Ralphi Rosario,
Tom Boy,
Bobby Sherman,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Organ,
Desert Stars,
A Certain Ratio, A Certain Ratio, A Certain Ratio, A Certain Ratio.
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.