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 Dominica and from Lyon.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the 808 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 The Fall to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Kurtis Blow. All the underground hits.
All Crash Course in Science 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 disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Average White Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Danielle Patucci,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Hardrive,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Harmonia,
Scratch Acid,
James White and The Blacks,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Juan Atkins,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Bad Manners,
Yaz,
Soft Machine,
Lakeside,
Skaos,
Anthony Braxton,
Jacob Miller,
Severed Heads,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Spandau Ballet,
A Certain Ratio,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Golliwogs,
The Zeros,
Brass Construction,
Bobby Sherman,
Curtis Mayfield,
Gang of Four,
The Dave Clark Five,
Patti Smith,
Electric Prunes,
The Fugs,
Donny Hathaway,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Skarface,
Unwound,
Negative Approach,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Alarm Clocks,
Rakim,
Dennis Brown,
Section 25,
Mark Hollis,
Parry Music,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Cure,
Scientists,
The Flesh Eaters,
Gastr Del Sol,
Nas,
Reagan Youth,
Sound Behaviour,
Inner City,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Procol Harum,
Ponytail,
Laurel Aitken,
Model 500,
Minutemen,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Associates, The Associates, The Associates, The Associates.
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.