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 China and from Salvador.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the marimba 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 Mark Hollis to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Steve Hackett. All the underground hits.
All Scott Walker + Sunn O))) tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Barrington Levy 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an organ 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 marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Unrelated Segments,
the Human League,
Agitation Free,
Pantaleimon,
Mary Jane Girls,
Yazoo,
The Doors,
Donny Hathaway,
Arcadia,
Jesper Dahlback,
Lower 48,
The Electric Prunes,
Moby Grape,
Vladislav Delay,
The Young Rascals,
Television Personalities,
Eden Ahbez,
Model 500,
Rotary Connection,
Janne Schatter,
Jacques Brel,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Crash Course in Science,
Cal Tjader,
the Normal,
Mr. Review,
Bad Manners,
The Blackbyrds,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Chrome,
This Heat,
The Motions,
Lou Reed,
Big Daddy Kane,
Ludus,
The Real Kids,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Electric Prunes,
Brick,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Brothers Johnson,
Vainqueur,
the Association,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
LL Cool J,
Warsaw,
The Cowsills,
Josef K,
Grey Daturas,
Black Sheep,
Camberwell Now,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Darondo,
The Names,
Nils Olav,
Section 25,
Tubeway Army,
Negative Approach,
Main Source,
Amon Düül,
The Gun Club,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe.
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.