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 Costa Rica and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 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 Wake to the techno 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 The Monochrome Set. All the underground hits.
All Crispian St. Peters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Teenage Jesus and the Jerks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ituana record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Danielle Patucci,
Sound Behaviour,
Barbara Tucker,
Crash Course in Science,
Easy Going,
Jacques Brel,
Section 25,
Altered Images,
Half Japanese,
Scientists,
Monks,
Sonny Sharrock,
Cheater Slicks,
The Leaves,
Qualms,
Jawbox,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Althea and Donna,
Crooked Eye,
The Offenders,
The Slackers,
Dark Day,
Gregory Isaacs,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Deakin,
Junior Murvin,
Maleditus Sound,
The Searchers,
Black Pus,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Zeros,
Yazoo,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Organ,
The New Christs,
Thompson Twins,
Grauzone,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Idris Muhammad,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Gabor Szabo,
Yusef Lateef,
David Axelrod,
LL Cool J,
Donald Byrd,
Massinfluence,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Lakeside,
Wolf Eyes,
Jacob Miller,
Jerry's Kids,
the Sonics,
The Skatalites,
Schoolly D,
Basic Channel,
Lyres,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Saccharine Trust,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
H. Thieme,
Sun Ra, Sun Ra, Sun Ra, Sun Ra.
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.