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 Namibia and from Edmonton.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Lakeside to the punk 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 Cheater Slicks. All the underground hits.
All Joey Negro tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel 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 an oboe and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Excepter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Erykah Badu,
Arab on Radar,
Livin' Joy,
the Swans,
Section 25,
Icehouse,
The Neon Judgement,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Ice-T,
Reuben Wilson,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Con Funk Shun,
Terry Callier,
Soul II Soul,
John Lydon,
Godley & Creme,
Malaria!,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Tom Boy,
Skriet,
Kayak,
Nils Olav,
Guru Guru,
Bill Near,
Blossom Toes,
Graham Central Station,
Gang of Four,
Q and Not U,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Newcleus,
The Blues Magoos,
The Litter,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Moleskins,
Juan Atkins,
Intrusion,
The Sound,
Simply Red,
Cecil Taylor,
The Misunderstood,
Y Pants,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Kool Moe Dee,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
T.S.O.L.,
OOIOO,
Steve Hackett,
Animal Collective,
The Music Machine,
Bizarre Inc.,
Panda Bear,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Alton Ellis,
Kaleidoscope,
Anthony Braxton,
June Days,
Saccharine Trust,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Peter and Kerry,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids.
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.