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 Angola and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Gil Scott Heron 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 Hot Snakes. All the underground hits.
All Alice Coltrane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Chris & Cosey record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 mellotron and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Youth Brigade record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
JFA,
Pussy Galore,
John Cale,
Fear,
Groovy Waters,
Soft Machine,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Reagan Youth,
Derrick Morgan,
Althea and Donna,
Camberwell Now,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
These Immortal Souls,
David Axelrod,
The Raincoats,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Deadbeat,
Marc Almond,
June of 44,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
June Days,
Bootsy Collins,
Shuggie Otis,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Neu!,
Gil Scott Heron,
Nation of Ulysses,
Ultra Naté,
Bluetip,
Suicide,
Wolf Eyes,
Warren Ellis,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Laurel Aitken,
Sonic Youth,
Symarip,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Shoche,
Mad Mike,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Grass Roots,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Saints,
Interpol,
Average White Band,
Fat Boys,
Guru Guru,
Nas,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Litter,
Goldenarms,
Icehouse,
Sugar Minott,
Peter and Kerry,
Reuben Wilson,
EPMD,
The Index,
Pet Shop Boys,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Dark Day,
Ken Boothe,
Deakin,
Iggy Pop,
Gichy Dan,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk.
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.