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 St Lucia and from Bremen.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the linndrum 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 FM Einheit to the rap kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Scott Walker + Sunn O))). All the underground hits.
All Iggy Pop tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Drexciya record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roy Ayers Ubiquity record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Panda Bear,
Judy Mowatt,
Unwound,
The Buckinghams,
Shoche,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Gladiators,
Loose Ends,
Dave Gahan,
One Last Wish,
Fear,
Joey Negro,
Carl Craig,
Brand Nubian,
Jacques Brel,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Lungfish,
Jerry's Kids,
Rotary Connection,
the Normal,
Suburban Knight,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Moleskins,
The Blackbyrds,
Warsaw,
Amazonics,
The Gap Band,
Spoonie Gee,
Bluetip,
The Fugs,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Drive Like Jehu,
Country Joe & The Fish,
48th St. Collective,
Jacob Miller,
Gong,
Don Cherry,
Pharoah Sanders,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Skriet,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Frankie Knuckles,
Sandy B,
Barclay James Harvest,
New Age Steppers,
Vainqueur,
Rod Modell,
Aswad,
Qualms,
Symarip,
The Standells,
Boz Scaggs,
Terrestrial Tones,
Idris Muhammad,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Duran Duran,
The Young Rascals,
The Skatalites,
Model 500, Model 500, Model 500, Model 500.
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.