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 Djibouti and from Milan.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Portland.
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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the marimba 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 The Techniques to the rap kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Althea and Donna. All the underground hits.
All Quantec tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Don Cherry 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skaos record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camberwell Now,
Amon Düül II,
The Mojo Men,
Ornette Coleman,
Lou Christie,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Black Bananas,
Janne Schatter,
Section 25,
LL Cool J,
Freddie Wadling,
Quantec,
the Normal,
Yaz,
Sparks,
Ken Boothe,
Outsiders,
Jacob Miller,
The Busters,
Infiniti,
The Five Americans,
Lucky Dragons,
Arab on Radar,
Juan Atkins,
Fluxion,
Big Daddy Kane,
Marvin Gaye,
Sun Ra,
Joe Smooth,
Warren Ellis,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Dead C,
Sonic Youth,
The Neon Judgement,
Sällskapet,
Livin' Joy,
Aural Exciters,
Godley & Creme,
R.M.O.,
Loose Ends,
The Grass Roots,
Erasure,
Stiv Bators,
Camouflage,
The Fire Engines,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
These Immortal Souls,
Babytalk,
The Alarm Clocks,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Sly & The Family Stone,
James White and The Blacks,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Byron Stingily,
Barrington Levy,
Henry Cow,
Joey Negro,
Avey Tare,
Make Up,
the Swans,
Gil Scott Heron,
Eli Mardock,
X-102, X-102, X-102, X-102.
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.