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 Mali and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Copenhagen.
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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Easy Going to the techno 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 Bluetip. All the underground hits.
All Ralphi Rosario 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 dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Crime,
Curtis Mayfield,
Qualms,
Moebius,
Lalo Schifrin,
Ohio Players,
Drexciya,
Wire,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Nico,
Jeru the Damaja,
Oblivians,
U.S. Maple,
H. Thieme,
The Move,
Cameo,
Donald Byrd,
Connie Case,
Eve St. Jones,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Q65,
Aswad,
Stiv Bators,
Soul II Soul,
The Standells,
Agitation Free,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Panda Bear,
Dead Boys,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Stockholm Monsters,
Cybotron,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Marcia Griffiths,
June Days,
Bobby Byrd,
Monks,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Ice-T,
Eric B and Rakim,
Ludus,
This Heat,
Television,
Kevin Saunderson,
Prince Buster,
Easy Going,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
10cc,
Lalann,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Slits,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Smoke,
Gang Gang Dance,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Traffic Nightmare,
Jandek,
Young Marble Giants,
Bizarre Inc.,
Joey Negro,
48th St. Collective,
Drive Like Jehu,
Oneida, Oneida, Oneida, Oneida.
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.