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 Kiribati and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Terror Squad Feat. Camron to the techno 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 The Misunderstood. All the underground hits.
All Danielle Patucci tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rufus Thomas 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kool Moe Dee record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Grauzone,
New Age Steppers,
Black Bananas,
Cluster,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Brand Nubian,
Parry Music,
Visage,
Thee Headcoats,
Model 500,
Terrestrial Tones,
Barbara Tucker,
Robert Wyatt,
The Grass Roots,
Colin Newman,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
the Sonics,
Bauhaus,
Symarip,
Infiniti,
The Sound,
Urselle,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Count Five,
Rakim,
Laurel Aitken,
Peter & Gordon,
Von Mondo,
The United States of America,
The Black Dice,
Aswad,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Deepchord,
Tom Boy,
Leonard Cohen,
Japan,
Wolf Eyes,
kango's stein massive,
The Cure,
Blancmange,
Bush Tetras,
Popol Vuh,
Wings,
Guru Guru,
Swell Maps,
The Golliwogs,
Pierre Henry,
Duran Duran,
X-Ray Spex,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Ossler,
Archie Shepp,
Nik Kershaw,
Zero Boys,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Bootsy Collins,
Deadbeat,
The Cowsills,
The Walker Brothers,
Skriet,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band.
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.