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 Chile and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Moebius to the rock 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 Joey Negro. All the underground hits.
All Beasts of Bourbon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Television record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grey Daturas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric Dolphy,
Masters at Work,
Easy Going,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Angry Samoans,
Sound Behaviour,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Nas,
Spoonie Gee,
Skarface,
Unrelated Segments,
R.M.O.,
Radiohead,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Jimmy McGriff,
Theoretical Girls,
The Zeros,
Anakelly,
Surgeon,
Unwound,
Hot Snakes,
Franke,
Little Man,
Soft Cell,
The Dirtbombs,
Johnny Osbourne,
Cybotron,
Charles Mingus,
Adolescents,
Bootsy Collins,
Cecil Taylor,
Flipper,
John Cale,
T. Rex,
Ossler,
the Bar-Kays,
Bill Wells,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Jacques Brel,
Tom Boy,
Siglo XX,
Matthew Halsall,
The Five Americans,
Laurel Aitken,
Average White Band,
Davy DMX,
Jeff Lynne,
Erykah Badu,
Inner City,
The J.B.'s,
John Holt,
Bobby Byrd,
Marshall Jefferson,
Q65,
X-102,
John Foxx,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Interpol,
Von Mondo,
Los Fastidios,
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You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
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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.