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 Guatemala and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Ultimate Spinach to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Ossler. All the underground hits.
All Lungfish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every MC5 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gary Puckett & The Union Gap record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fugazi,
Nation of Ulysses,
Urselle,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Monochrome Set,
The Invisible,
Patti Smith,
Desert Stars,
The Dave Clark Five,
Shuggie Otis,
June Days,
CMW,
Eric Dolphy,
Byron Stingily,
Youth Brigade,
Peter & Gordon,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Slave,
Talk Talk,
Delta 5,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Ronnie Foster,
Country Teasers,
Television Personalities,
ABC,
Gabor Szabo,
Fifty Foot Hose,
New York Dolls,
Skriet,
R.M.O.,
The Move,
Sun City Girls,
These Immortal Souls,
Wings,
Isaac Hayes,
Don Cherry,
Jandek,
John Coltrane,
Echospace,
New Age Steppers,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Basic Channel,
Organ,
Eve St. Jones,
Todd Rundgren,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Mummies,
Crash Course in Science,
Mark Hollis,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Curtis Mayfield,
Minnie Riperton,
Derrick May,
Animal Collective,
Masters at Work,
Blake Baxter,
The Selecter,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Clear Light,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Fat Boys, Fat Boys, Fat Boys, Fat Boys.
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.