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 Thailand and from Salvador.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 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 Todd Terry to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Deakin. All the underground hits.
All Blake Baxter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Frankie Knuckles record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Knickerbockers 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?
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Brass Construction,
Make Up,
Gichy Dan,
Silicon Teens,
Eric Copeland,
Scan 7,
Niagra,
Alice Coltrane,
kango's stein massive,
Dead Boys,
the Soft Cell,
The Modern Lovers,
Man Parrish,
The Mojo Men,
Davy DMX,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Man Eating Sloth,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Tom Boy,
Main Source,
In Retrospect,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Black Sheep,
Monolake,
Scientists,
Amon Düül II,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Rakim,
Connie Case,
Spoonie Gee,
Leonard Cohen,
Sam Rivers,
The Blackbyrds,
The Seeds,
Adolescents,
The Count Five,
One Last Wish,
Glambeats Corp.,
Drexciya,
DJ Style,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Jeff Mills,
New York Dolls,
Sandy B,
Organ,
Sun Ra,
Junior Murvin,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Matthew Halsall,
Curtis Mayfield,
Mary Jane Girls,
Alphaville,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Ludus,
Stiv Bators,
The Stooges,
Swell Maps,
cv313,
The Durutti Column, The Durutti Column, The Durutti Column, The Durutti Column.
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.