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 Solomon Islands and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Grandmaster Flash to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Manfred Mann's Earth Band. All the underground hits.
All Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Zero Boys record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Godley & Creme record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Television,
Minny Pops,
Aural Exciters,
Aloha Tigers,
John Cale,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Tropical Tobacco,
Jesper Dahlback,
Sight & Sound,
Bluetip,
Amazonics,
Lalann,
Tubeway Army,
Oblivians,
Amon Düül II,
The Slackers,
These Immortal Souls,
KRS-One,
Grey Daturas,
Surgeon,
Youth Brigade,
Lungfish,
Pantytec,
James White and The Blacks,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Crispian St. Peters,
Sam Rivers,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Lee Hazlewood,
AZ,
Crooked Eye,
Animal Collective,
The Litter,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Raincoats,
Tommy Roe,
The Real Kids,
Inner City,
Metal Thangz,
Arthur Verocai,
Warsaw,
Pulsallama,
Patti Smith,
June Days,
Shuggie Otis,
Magma,
Quando Quango,
Interpol,
cv313,
Heaven 17,
This Heat,
Wings,
The Saints,
DJ Style,
The Golliwogs,
The Flesh Eaters,
the Bar-Kays,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Popol Vuh, Popol Vuh, Popol Vuh, Popol Vuh.
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.