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 Kosovo and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Sun Ra Arkestra to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Colin Newman. All the underground hits.
All Juan Atkins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Techniques record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an oboe 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 rhodes and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Japan,
The New Christs,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Crash Course in Science,
Cecil Taylor,
Rotary Connection,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Rakim,
Absolute Body Control,
Donald Byrd,
Boz Scaggs,
Kaleidoscope,
Brick,
Stetsasonic,
Gang Green,
Magazine,
the Soft Cell,
Hardrive,
Q and Not U,
Qualms,
Scan 7,
Visage,
John Lydon,
The Neon Judgement,
E-Dancer,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Shoche,
Crime,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Doors,
Big Daddy Kane,
Pole,
Wally Richardson,
U.S. Maple,
Brand Nubian,
Mary Jane Girls,
Ronnie Foster,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Cowsills,
Accadde A,
Brothers Johnson,
Lou Christie,
Funky Four + One,
Isaac Hayes,
MDC,
The Leaves,
David Bowie,
Swell Maps,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Detroit Cobras,
Pharoah Sanders,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Evens,
EPMD,
Colin Newman,
Niagra,
Fluxion,
K-Klass,
Bobby Byrd,
The Grass Roots,
Parry Music, Parry Music, Parry Music, Parry Music.
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.