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 Barbados and from Johannesburg.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Radiohead to the disco 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 Yusef Lateef. All the underground hits.
All Black Sheep 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 grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marshall Jefferson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Model 500,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Ponytail,
Jimmy McGriff,
Charles Mingus,
Parry Music,
Erykah Badu,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Blackbyrds,
Newcleus,
Anthony Braxton,
Radio Birdman,
Tom Boy,
Stereo Dub,
Barry Ungar,
DJ Sneak,
Animal Collective,
Pantaleimon,
Minnie Riperton,
Dual Sessions,
Black Bananas,
Malaria!,
Roxy Music,
Gong,
Eli Mardock,
Grey Daturas,
Second Layer,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Delta 5,
Quadrant,
Simply Red,
Cameo,
Royal Trux,
Echospace,
Vladislav Delay,
Connie Case,
Bobby Sherman,
Nirvana,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Sun City Girls,
Robert Görl,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Rites of Spring,
Tears for Fears,
Marcia Griffiths,
Black Pus,
Interpol,
Jerry's Kids,
cv313,
Yaz,
The Young Rascals,
Lebanon Hanover,
Tommy Roe,
Gabor Szabo,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Neon Judgement,
The Fugs,
Glenn Branca,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Youth Brigade,
Alton Ellis,
The Walker Brothers,
Nils Olav, Nils Olav, Nils Olav, Nils Olav.
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.