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 Taiwan and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Drexciya to the crunk 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 Justin Hinds & The Dominoes. All the underground hits.
All James White and The Blacks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every David McCallum record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Leonard Cohen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Motorama,
Sound Behaviour,
Juan Atkins,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Ultimate Spinach,
Wasted Youth,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Aloha Tigers,
Derrick May,
Animal Collective,
The Golliwogs,
Shuggie Otis,
Cal Tjader,
a-ha,
Symarip,
The Fortunes,
Make Up,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Bang On A Can,
Vladislav Delay,
Johnny Clarke,
The Gap Band,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
the Association,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Clear Light,
Von Mondo,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Knickerbockers,
Quantec,
Cybotron,
Tom Boy,
Warsaw,
the Germs,
Albert Ayler,
Fluxion,
Kaleidoscope,
Barry Ungar,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Slackers,
The Detroit Cobras,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Peter & Gordon,
The Modern Lovers,
Mars,
X-Ray Spex,
Excepter,
Lungfish,
Kayak,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Subhumans,
Smog,
Accadde A,
Lucky Dragons,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Qualms,
Spoonie Gee,
Don Cherry,
Black Moon,
Donny Hathaway,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
EPMD, EPMD, EPMD, EPMD.
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.