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 Kiribati and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in 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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Shanghai.
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 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 Robert Palmer 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 Lebanon Hanover to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Niagra. All the underground hits.
All Animal Collective tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Newcleus 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nils Olav record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rhythm & Sound,
Ponytail,
Quantec,
Magazine,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
One Last Wish,
Godley & Creme,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Arab on Radar,
Althea and Donna,
Danielle Patucci,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Barrington Levy,
Patti Smith,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Bob Dylan,
Albert Ayler,
Underground Resistance,
Hasil Adkins,
The Litter,
Babytalk,
Dual Sessions,
The Fire Engines,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Pagans,
Easy Going,
Quando Quango,
Public Enemy,
Robert Wyatt,
Jesper Dahlback,
Lalo Schifrin,
Bootsy Collins,
The Gap Band,
Sonic Youth,
E-Dancer,
Brand Nubian,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
the Swans,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Qualms,
Can,
Nico,
The Tremeloes,
Susan Cadogan,
Charles Mingus,
The Vogues,
Sonny Sharrock,
Ultra Naté,
Absolute Body Control,
Symarip,
Gabor Szabo,
the Germs,
The Slackers,
The Monks,
Cabaret Voltaire,
John Cale,
Peter and Kerry,
Minnie Riperton,
June Days,
The Seeds,
Aural Exciters,
The Motions, The Motions, The Motions, The Motions.
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.