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 Ecuador and from Paris.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Anthony Braxton to the funk 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 John Foxx. All the underground hits.
All Thee Headcoats tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sad Lovers and Giants 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Unrelated Segments record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barrington Levy,
Yellowson,
Fluxion,
Eyeless In Gaza,
John Cale,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Gladiators,
Chrome,
Arcadia,
Fatback Band,
Electric Prunes,
PIL,
Skarface,
Toni Rubio,
Eden Ahbez,
Sarah Menescal,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Names,
The Electric Prunes,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Anakelly,
Wasted Youth,
Soft Machine,
Glambeats Corp.,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Laurel Aitken,
John Coltrane,
Ohio Players,
Cameo,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Gap Band,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Leaves,
Crooked Eye,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Tremeloes,
Byron Stingily,
Metal Thangz,
Echospace,
Delta 5,
Rapeman,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Raincoats,
Black Sheep,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Toasters,
Matthew Bourne,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Fad Gadget,
Section 25,
Surgeon,
Jimmy McGriff,
Andrew Hill,
The Monks,
Shoche,
Trumans Water,
Suicide,
Dorothy Ashby,
Vladislav Delay,
Sonny Sharrock,
Hasil Adkins,
The Knickerbockers,
Freddie Wadling,
Howard Jones, Howard Jones, Howard Jones, Howard Jones.
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.