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 Portugal and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
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 The Blues Magoos to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Fatback Band. All the underground hits.
All Tommy Roe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 theremin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lonnie Liston Smith record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Sonics,
Carl Craig,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Maleditus Sound,
Organ,
Pantytec,
DJ Style,
Deepchord,
The Happenings,
New York Dolls,
The Walker Brothers,
Lower 48,
The J.B.'s,
Andrew Hill,
cv313,
Robert Wyatt,
Mantronix,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Bad Manners,
Bobby Sherman,
Delta 5,
Mo-Dettes,
The Birthday Party,
Little Man,
Funky Four + One,
Main Source,
The Skatalites,
David Axelrod,
Moebius,
Soul Sonic Force,
Popol Vuh,
Jacob Miller,
David Bowie,
The Barracudas,
K-Klass,
Neu!,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Ronan,
Sound Behaviour,
Yusef Lateef,
Bauhaus,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Second Layer,
Tropical Tobacco,
B.T. Express,
China Crisis,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Wasted Youth,
The Gun Club,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Pole,
Albert Ayler,
Deadbeat,
Amon Düül,
The Leaves,
Jeff Mills,
The Knickerbockers,
Lyres,
Sandy B,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme.
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.