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 Nepal and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Portland.
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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Andrew Hill to the jazz 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 Tubeway Army. All the underground hits.
All Harpers Bizarre tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sonny Sharrock record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skaos record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grey Daturas,
EPMD,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Brick,
Grandmaster Flash,
Michelle Simonal,
X-Ray Spex,
Scion,
In Retrospect,
Marcia Griffiths,
Panda Bear,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Japan,
Tom Boy,
Cecil Taylor,
Gichy Dan,
Minnie Riperton,
Nick Fraelich,
K-Klass,
Terry Callier,
Drexciya,
Crime,
The Gun Club,
the Fania All-Stars,
Rhythm & Sound,
48th St. Collective,
Television Personalities,
Roy Ayers,
Jawbox,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Average White Band,
Adolescents,
Excepter,
Ronnie Foster,
Glenn Branca,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Neu!,
Joe Smooth,
The Fire Engines,
Idris Muhammad,
Skaos,
Fluxion,
Model 500,
The Pop Group,
Harpers Bizarre,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Bad Manners,
Accadde A,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Funky Four + One,
Rapeman,
Todd Rundgren,
Supertramp,
Sister Nancy,
The Flesh Eaters,
Pere Ubu,
Delta 5,
The Moody Blues,
D'Angelo,
Cluster,
Ponytail, Ponytail, Ponytail, Ponytail.
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.