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 Pakistan and from Lyon.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Gong to the grunge kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Banda Bassotti tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kings Of Tomorrow record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 harpsichord and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Avey Tare record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric Dolphy,
Kurtis Blow,
The Searchers,
One Last Wish,
The Gap Band,
David Bowie,
David Axelrod,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Ash Ra Tempel,
New Order,
Alison Limerick,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Alphaville,
Absolute Body Control,
Bluetip,
Swell Maps,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Rotary Connection,
The Busters,
Gastr Del Sol,
Gong,
Infiniti,
David McCallum,
The Move,
The Wake,
Juan Atkins,
Sight & Sound,
UT,
The Angels of Light,
Pylon,
the Germs,
Parry Music,
Niagra,
Section 25,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Index,
Charles Mingus,
Lee Hazlewood,
Crooked Eye,
Graham Central Station,
John Lydon,
Joy Division,
Zapp,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Fad Gadget,
China Crisis,
Jacques Brel,
Massinfluence,
Morten Harket,
Hoover,
Boredoms,
Michelle Simonal,
Dead Boys,
The Durutti Column,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Eric Copeland,
Warren Ellis,
Eve St. Jones,
Terry Callier,
Isaac Hayes,
Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth.
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.