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 Uzbekistan and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the marimba 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 Pylon to the disco 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 Blake Baxter. All the underground hits.
All Negative Approach tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brand Nubian record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bush Tetras,
Flash Fearless,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Johnny Clarke,
Chris Corsano,
Lalo Schifrin,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Fatback Band,
Delta 5,
Urselle,
Robert Görl,
Amon Düül II,
Toni Rubio,
Q65,
Mad Mike,
Faust,
Man Eating Sloth,
Symarip,
Ronnie Foster,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Evens,
The Detroit Cobras,
Wally Richardson,
Cecil Taylor,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Flesh Eaters,
Liliput,
Skaos,
The Remains,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Severed Heads,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Busters,
The United States of America,
Skarface,
The Martian,
Boogie Down Productions,
Don Cherry,
X-Ray Spex,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Barry Ungar,
Moebius,
Piero Umiliani,
Joe Finger,
Deakin,
Roxette,
Quantec,
Loose Ends,
Andrew Hill,
Nas,
The Fugs,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
the Germs,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Brick,
Zapp,
Unrelated Segments,
Motorama,
Flamin' Groovies,
Stereo Dub, Stereo Dub, Stereo Dub, Stereo Dub.
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.