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 Cape Verde and from Woodstock.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 Nile Rodgers 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 Schoolly D to the disco 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 X-Ray Spex. All the underground hits.
All Mission of Burma tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter & Gordon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a KRS-One record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scott Walker,
The Evens,
Subhumans,
Pharoah Sanders,
Barbara Tucker,
Deakin,
The J.B.'s,
Brothers Johnson,
The Gun Club,
The Knickerbockers,
Visage,
Black Flag,
Agitation Free,
Depeche Mode,
Altered Images,
Negative Approach,
The Stooges,
Roger Hodgson,
Babytalk,
Crispian St. Peters,
Andrew Hill,
Black Sheep,
Barry Ungar,
The Cure,
Animal Collective,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Boogie Down Productions,
Michelle Simonal,
Livin' Joy,
Nirvana,
Frankie Knuckles,
Black Bananas,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Pierre Henry,
Au Pairs,
The Alarm Clocks,
Piero Umiliani,
The Slackers,
The Misunderstood,
Urselle,
Brick,
The Martian,
Fatback Band,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Soul Sonic Force,
10cc,
These Immortal Souls,
The Litter,
Quadrant,
Gregory Isaacs,
Icehouse,
Young Marble Giants,
Gastr Del Sol,
Tears for Fears,
Avey Tare,
Magma,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Groovy Waters,
Bronski Beat,
Rod Modell,
Procol Harum,
Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes.
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.