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 Senegal and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Basic Channel to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Robert Wyatt. All the underground hits.
All Delta 5 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Underground Resistance record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a F. McDonald record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Radiohead,
Colin Newman,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Jeff Mills,
Absolute Body Control,
Joe Finger,
Buzzcocks,
Albert Ayler,
X-101,
Morten Harket,
Grey Daturas,
Tears for Fears,
The Names,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Jimmy McGriff,
Drive Like Jehu,
Ultimate Spinach,
The J.B.'s,
The Star Department,
DNA,
Gichy Dan,
Carl Craig,
Japan,
Todd Rundgren,
Erasure,
8 Eyed Spy,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Thompson Twins,
The Monks,
Ohio Players,
Deepchord,
Janne Schatter,
Kevin Saunderson,
Fear,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Marine Girls,
OOIOO,
Dennis Brown,
The Black Dice,
Anakelly,
The Angels of Light,
Rotary Connection,
Excepter,
Roger Hodgson,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Pere Ubu,
The Index,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Suburban Knight,
Slick Rick,
The Fire Engines,
Tom Boy,
Half Japanese,
Pantaleimon,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Pulsallama,
Metal Thangz,
Godley & Creme,
Popol Vuh,
Bang On A Can,
Skarface, Skarface, Skarface, Skarface.
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.