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 South Sudan and from Salvador.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 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 Can 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 Larry & the Blue Notes. All the underground hits.
All Harry Pussy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alton Ellis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Symarip record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
JFA,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Tim Buckley,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Derrick Morgan,
Newcleus,
Joyce Sims,
Lakeside,
X-101,
Fluxion,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Metal Thangz,
Gastr Del Sol,
John Cale,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Fire Engines,
The Kinks,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Neon Judgement,
Black Pus,
Kas Product,
The Doobie Brothers,
Simply Red,
Icehouse,
DJ Sneak,
Don Cherry,
The Gap Band,
Thompson Twins,
The Skatalites,
The Beau Brummels,
This Heat,
Slick Rick,
The Invisible,
Marshall Jefferson,
Country Teasers,
Joe Smooth,
Das Ding,
Youth Brigade,
Pussy Galore,
Lalo Schifrin,
Tommy Roe,
The Raincoats,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Vladislav Delay,
Carl Craig,
Soft Cell,
Rekid,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Terrestrial Tones,
Silicon Teens,
Rosa Yemen,
Joy Division,
The Shadows of Knight,
Crime,
Organ,
Porter Ricks,
Roger Hodgson,
Au Pairs,
The Monochrome Set,
Bronski Beat,
The Grass Roots,
Fad Gadget,
Pole,
Q65, Q65, Q65, Q65.
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.