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 Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the organ 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 Eden Ahbez to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Y Pants. All the underground hits.
All Kaleidoscope tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bob Dylan 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dorothy Ashby record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Black Sheep,
The Barracudas,
Ituana,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
the Sonics,
Shuggie Otis,
Crooked Eye,
Eve St. Jones,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
New Age Steppers,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Pylon,
Lower 48,
The Gories,
Funky Four + One,
The United States of America,
Joy Division,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Ludus,
The Searchers,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Bill Wells,
Jeff Lynne,
Urselle,
Fat Boys,
World's Most,
Girls At Our Best!,
Guru Guru,
Wally Richardson,
The Velvet Underground,
Alton Ellis,
Bizarre Inc.,
Mars,
Quantec,
Slick Rick,
Josef K,
The Cramps,
Gong,
Mr. Review,
The Wake,
Trumans Water,
The Gun Club,
The Beau Brummels,
B.T. Express,
Gregory Isaacs,
Zapp,
The Black Dice,
Sällskapet,
Freddie Wadling,
Babytalk,
Idris Muhammad,
Albert Ayler,
Deadbeat,
Judy Mowatt,
The Slackers,
ABBA,
Jeru the Damaja,
X-101,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family.
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.