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 Laos and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in 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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 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 Moby Grape to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 June of 44. All the underground hits.
All Qualms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rufus Thomas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 a clarinet and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eden Ahbez record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Residents,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
L. Decosne,
The Motions,
Suburban Knight,
Mission of Burma,
Quadrant,
Soft Machine,
Sonny Sharrock,
Funkadelic,
The Offenders,
The Pretty Things,
Cabaret Voltaire,
John Holt,
The Dead C,
The Velvet Underground,
Funky Four + One,
Los Fastidios,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Rotary Connection,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Deadbeat,
The Gun Club,
UT,
These Immortal Souls,
Minnie Riperton,
Mad Mike,
Girls At Our Best!,
Derrick May,
Minor Threat,
Radiohead,
Dark Day,
The Mummies,
Slave,
Morten Harket,
Subhumans,
ABC,
Nation of Ulysses,
U.S. Maple,
Young Marble Giants,
Tomorrow,
Excepter,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Vladislav Delay,
Judy Mowatt,
Slick Rick,
Eurythmics,
Kaleidoscope,
Lucky Dragons,
X-101,
Whodini,
Bronski Beat,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Leaves,
The Golliwogs,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Groovy Waters,
Roy Ayers,
Man Eating Sloth,
Simply Red,
Anthony Braxton, Anthony Braxton, Anthony Braxton, Anthony Braxton.
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.