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 Papua New Guinea and from Jakarta.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 theremin 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 Ken Boothe to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Groovy Waters. All the underground hits.
All Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Davy DMX 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a KRS-One record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alton Ellis,
Prince Buster,
Erykah Badu,
Tropical Tobacco,
Bush Tetras,
Massinfluence,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Misunderstood,
Minnie Riperton,
Cybotron,
The Pretty Things,
The Shadows of Knight,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Vainqueur,
The Count Five,
Oneida,
Q65,
B.T. Express,
The Beau Brummels,
John Lydon,
Symarip,
Roger Hodgson,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Techniques,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Nico,
Maurizio,
Aloha Tigers,
Terrestrial Tones,
Soft Machine,
Albert Ayler,
Bobby Sherman,
Donald Byrd,
The Cure,
The Gories,
Derrick May,
Harpers Bizarre,
Cheater Slicks,
Minny Pops,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Qualms,
Underground Resistance,
The Leaves,
Sight & Sound,
KRS-One,
Bronski Beat,
Barry Ungar,
Animal Collective,
Japan,
Scan 7,
Soft Cell,
Jeff Lynne,
MDC,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Doors,
The Stooges,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Monochrome Set,
Sam Rivers,
Monolake,
The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers.
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.