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 Iceland and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in 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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Spokane.
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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the marimba 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 Bootsy's Rubber Band to the techno kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Alton Ellis. All the underground hits.
All Yusef Lateef tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Moss Icon 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Happenings record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Bar-Kays,
The Walker Brothers,
Quantec,
Desert Stars,
Dawn Penn,
Goldenarms,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Grey Daturas,
Tom Boy,
The Leaves,
Derrick May,
Arab on Radar,
Q and Not U,
Sandy B,
Delta 5,
Lyres,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Jacob Miller,
X-101,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Robert Hood,
8 Eyed Spy,
Todd Rundgren,
The Skatalites,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
KRS-One,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Move,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Nik Kershaw,
Jacques Brel,
Kerri Chandler,
Don Cherry,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Iggy Pop,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Warren Ellis,
Idris Muhammad,
cv313,
Silicon Teens,
Prince Buster,
Harmonia,
Amon Düül II,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Subhumans,
Donald Byrd,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Dark Day,
The Mojo Men,
These Immortal Souls,
Quando Quango,
The Index,
Thompson Twins,
Camouflage,
Outsiders,
Tommy Roe,
Johnny Osbourne,
ABC,
Nick Fraelich,
kango's stein massive,
Ultimate Spinach,
Cymande,
Lightning Bolt, Lightning Bolt, Lightning Bolt, Lightning Bolt.
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.