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 Mali and from Tokyo.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the guitar 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 Tom Boy to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Cowsills. All the underground hits.
All Delta 5 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Darondo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a MDC record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kerri Chandler,
Chris & Cosey,
Gong,
Public Image Ltd.,
Audionom,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Dawn Penn,
These Immortal Souls,
Little Man,
Joe Finger,
Joensuu 1685,
Brass Construction,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Gladiators,
The Kinks,
ABC,
David McCallum,
Duran Duran,
Kayak,
The Gories,
Delon & Dalcan,
Susan Cadogan,
Mission of Burma,
DJ Sneak,
Fat Boys,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Dirtbombs,
Hashim,
Q65,
Black Moon,
Stereo Dub,
The Velvet Underground,
Todd Rundgren,
Crispian St. Peters,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Count Five,
The Searchers,
Porter Ricks,
Eddi Front,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
10cc,
Shoche,
Fatback Band,
L. Decosne,
Brothers Johnson,
Terry Callier,
The Flesh Eaters,
Tres Demented,
ABBA,
Pantaleimon,
Mad Mike,
Blancmange,
Nas,
Robert Wyatt,
The Wake,
Lindisfarne,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Doobie Brothers,
Prince Buster,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Lower 48,
Kurtis Blow, Kurtis Blow, Kurtis Blow, Kurtis Blow.
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.