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 Norway and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Toni Rubio 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 Echospace. All the underground hits.
All L. Decosne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sight & Sound 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 theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lonnie Liston Smith record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Index,
Moss Icon,
The Golliwogs,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Absolute Body Control,
The Star Department,
Stetsasonic,
Ultimate Spinach,
Fugazi,
The Offenders,
The Busters,
Soft Machine,
Aaron Thompson,
The Move,
Sly & The Family Stone,
D'Angelo,
K-Klass,
Robert Wyatt,
Max Romeo,
Derrick Morgan,
Swell Maps,
U.S. Maple,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Ken Boothe,
The Birthday Party,
Blake Baxter,
Delon & Dalcan,
Alton Ellis,
Carl Craig,
Popol Vuh,
Outsiders,
Grandmaster Flash,
Qualms,
The Dirtbombs,
Yellowson,
Moebius,
Schoolly D,
New York Dolls,
Byron Stingily,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Doobie Brothers,
Dead Boys,
Ludus,
The United States of America,
Negative Approach,
Gerry Rafferty,
Kas Product,
Mars,
Black Sheep,
Black Bananas,
Deepchord,
Panda Bear,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Circle Jerks,
The Wake,
Jimmy McGriff,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
John Coltrane, John Coltrane, John Coltrane, John Coltrane.
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.