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 Saudi Arabia and from Seoul.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Panda Bear to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Max Romeo. All the underground hits.
All The Moleskins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mars record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 güiro and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Brick record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rufus Thomas,
Pierre Henry,
Stiv Bators,
PIL,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Names,
Fat Boys,
Soft Machine,
Liliput,
Gang Green,
Anakelly,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Grass Roots,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Johnny Clarke,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Blossom Toes,
Maleditus Sound,
Amon Düül,
The Angels of Light,
Barry Ungar,
Tres Demented,
Duran Duran,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Aswad,
Derrick Morgan,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The J.B.'s,
Flipper,
Donald Byrd,
Iggy Pop,
Tears for Fears,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Minny Pops,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Eurythmics,
Vainqueur,
Sam Rivers,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
China Crisis,
The Kinks,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Thee Headcoats,
Quadrant,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Skatalites,
Gabor Szabo,
Quantec,
Jerry Gold Smith,
L. Decosne,
Talk Talk,
Agitation Free,
Scientists,
Kenny Larkin,
a-ha,
Kas Product,
Surgeon,
The Knickerbockers,
Ten City,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Symarip,
Junior Murvin,
Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye.
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.