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 Swaziland and from Edmonton.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Stockholm.
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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
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 The Walker Brothers to the rock 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 Tom Boy. All the underground hits.
All Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eli Mardock 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 synthesizer and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rhythm & Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Donny Hathaway,
In Retrospect,
Yazoo,
Tomorrow,
Silicon Teens,
Ultra Naté,
the Human League,
The Gladiators,
Graham Central Station,
Pole,
Girls At Our Best!,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
David Axelrod,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Robert Hood,
John Foxx,
Fatback Band,
Dual Sessions,
Bobby Byrd,
Moss Icon,
Can,
Boredoms,
Surgeon,
Fluxion,
The Count Five,
The Fugs,
Crooked Eye,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Bootsy Collins,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Pet Shop Boys,
Terry Callier,
Neil Young,
Average White Band,
Reagan Youth,
Groovy Waters,
The Doors,
Rites of Spring,
Wolf Eyes,
The Raincoats,
48th St. Collective,
Derrick May,
Tears for Fears,
Livin' Joy,
Alison Limerick,
Amon Düül II,
Arcadia,
Public Image Ltd.,
Essential Logic,
CMW,
Byron Stingily,
Hashim,
Jandek,
Todd Rundgren,
cv313,
Deadbeat,
Schoolly D,
The Dead C,
FM Einheit,
The Velvet Underground,
Nirvana, Nirvana, Nirvana, Nirvana.
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.