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 Germany and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Bronski Beat show in Brixton.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo. All the underground hits.
All Mark Hollis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Vladislav Delay record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sound Behaviour record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tim Buckley,
FM Einheit,
Ponytail,
Delon & Dalcan,
ABC,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Soulsonic Force,
Barry Ungar,
Lou Christie,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Mark Hollis,
Scan 7,
Bad Manners,
Roger Hodgson,
Nation of Ulysses,
Tommy Roe,
Eddi Front,
Parry Music,
The Star Department,
Aural Exciters,
Rekid,
Big Daddy Kane,
Rosa Yemen,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Divine Comedy,
Judy Mowatt,
Nils Olav,
Soft Cell,
John Holt,
Niagra,
Blake Baxter,
Boogie Down Productions,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
cv313,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Gang Gang Dance,
Porter Ricks,
The Beau Brummels,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Detroit Cobras,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Scrapy,
Minor Threat,
Slave,
John Cale,
Magma,
Matthew Bourne,
Harpers Bizarre,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
John Lydon,
Marmalade,
Byron Stingily,
Infiniti,
Cecil Taylor,
Wally Richardson,
Eric Copeland,
Supertramp,
Young Marble Giants,
Jeff Mills,
EPMD,
Godley & Creme,
Moby Grape,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Khruangbin, Khruangbin, Khruangbin, Khruangbin.
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.