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 Ghana and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 Captain Beefheart 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 Jeff Lynne to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Alice Coltrane. All the underground hits.
All Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Unrelated Segments 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pantaleimon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Khruangbin,
Chrome,
Accadde A,
Anakelly,
Ten City,
Grey Daturas,
Schoolly D,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Gong,
Man Parrish,
Quadrant,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Cecil Taylor,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Icehouse,
Pere Ubu,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Gladiators,
The Residents,
The Vogues,
Zero Boys,
Bronski Beat,
Sex Pistols,
The Cramps,
Symarip,
The Monochrome Set,
T.S.O.L.,
Unrelated Segments,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Fatback Band,
Letta Mbulu,
The Associates,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Gil Scott Heron,
Joey Negro,
Radiohead,
Carl Craig,
Pharoah Sanders,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Monks,
Easy Going,
Wasted Youth,
Royal Trux,
Prince Buster,
Janne Schatter,
Babytalk,
Aswad,
John Cale,
Glenn Branca,
Cheater Slicks,
Jimmy McGriff,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Sun City Girls,
The Sound,
Matthew Bourne,
Agent Orange,
Crispy Ambulance,
Japan,
The Barracudas,
The Velvet Underground,
Goldenarms, Goldenarms, Goldenarms, Goldenarms.
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.