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 Slovakia 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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Kayak to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Marmalade. All the underground hits.
All The Saints tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fluxion record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Grass Roots record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Shuggie Otis,
Intrusion,
Oblivians,
Depeche Mode,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Darondo,
The Moleskins,
Simply Red,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Joyce Sims,
The Residents,
The Raincoats,
The Last Poets,
Spoonie Gee,
The Standells,
Angry Samoans,
Peter and Kerry,
Faraquet,
Underground Resistance,
Technova,
Guru Guru,
Cybotron,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Delon & Dalcan,
E-Dancer,
Nation of Ulysses,
Amon Düül II,
Boogie Down Productions,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Sällskapet,
Soft Machine,
Albert Ayler,
Television,
Hasil Adkins,
The Star Department,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Davy DMX,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Real Kids,
Derrick May,
David Axelrod,
Symarip,
Half Japanese,
The Slackers,
Groovy Waters,
Johnny Clarke,
Soft Cell,
Marvin Gaye,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Pharoah Sanders,
Easy Going,
Deadbeat,
Maurizio,
FM Einheit,
Black Bananas,
The Busters,
Reagan Youth,
The American Breed,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Grey Daturas,
Ossler,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Remains, The Remains, The Remains, The Remains.
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.