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 New York.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 organ 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 Harmonia 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 Scan 7. All the underground hits.
All A Flock of Seagulls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Divine Comedy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Unrelated Segments record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ornette Coleman,
The United States of America,
Grandmaster Flash,
Neu!,
Jandek,
Crispian St. Peters,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Star Department,
Sugar Minott,
Don Cherry,
Brand Nubian,
OOIOO,
Quantec,
The Last Poets,
The Blackbyrds,
Niagra,
Delon & Dalcan,
Fugazi,
Minutemen,
The Golliwogs,
Subhumans,
Aloha Tigers,
Scientists,
Zero Boys,
Lou Reed,
Alton Ellis,
Suburban Knight,
David McCallum,
U.S. Maple,
Surgeon,
Susan Cadogan,
Amon Düül,
Gong,
The Evens,
Black Sheep,
Joe Finger,
Grey Daturas,
The Flesh Eaters,
New Age Steppers,
Roxette,
LL Cool J,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Skaos,
Slave,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Oneida,
Khruangbin,
Slick Rick,
Jacques Brel,
Main Source,
Nirvana,
Bobby Byrd,
Scan 7,
Man Eating Sloth,
Lalann,
DNA,
The Buckinghams,
Faraquet,
Marmalade,
Robert Wyatt,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Selector Dub Narcotic, Selector Dub Narcotic, Selector Dub Narcotic, Selector Dub Narcotic.
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.