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 Slovakia and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 New York and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Jeru the Damaja to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Delta 5. All the underground hits.
All Bill Near tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jandek 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Q and Not U record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Echospace,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Crooked Eye,
Ludus,
Yazoo,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Standells,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
John Coltrane,
Stockholm Monsters,
Roger Hodgson,
Ituana,
Donny Hathaway,
Fugazi,
Matthew Halsall,
Susan Cadogan,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Lou Christie,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Byron Stingily,
Shoche,
Mantronix,
Moby Grape,
The Alarm Clocks,
Bobby Sherman,
Magma,
Malaria!,
Moss Icon,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Sex Pistols,
Amon Düül,
Kurtis Blow,
Vladislav Delay,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Move,
Laurel Aitken,
Y Pants,
Bill Near,
Blossom Toes,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Scan 7,
Bluetip,
Pylon,
Curtis Mayfield,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Faust,
The Modern Lovers,
Tubeway Army,
Yusef Lateef,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Man Eating Sloth,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Neon Judgement,
B.T. Express,
Harpers Bizarre,
Mars,
Albert Ayler,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Soft Machine,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Surgeon,
Black Sheep,
Kings Of Tomorrow, Kings Of Tomorrow, Kings Of Tomorrow, Kings Of Tomorrow.
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.