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 Switzerland and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Houston.
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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the theremin 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 AZ to the jazz 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 Dawn Penn. All the underground hits.
All Skaos tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Talk Talk 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun City Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sarah Menescal,
Albert Ayler,
Slick Rick,
Ossler,
U.S. Maple,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Todd Rundgren,
The Trojans,
The Smiths,
Smog,
Faust,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Stooges,
Yazoo,
Arab on Radar,
Bobby Womack,
Panda Bear,
The Electric Prunes,
Metal Thangz,
Wire,
Wolf Eyes,
Negative Approach,
Junior Murvin,
Maleditus Sound,
Letta Mbulu,
The Slackers,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Rekid,
Don Cherry,
Pet Shop Boys,
Tres Demented,
the Fania All-Stars,
Soft Machine,
China Crisis,
Thee Headcoats,
Graham Central Station,
Yaz,
Joensuu 1685,
Shuggie Otis,
Q65,
Cybotron,
The Durutti Column,
Tommy Roe,
Rapeman,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Lou Reed,
World's Most,
The Mummies,
Gabor Szabo,
Eli Mardock,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
LL Cool J,
The United States of America,
Accadde A,
Pere Ubu,
Nas,
Laurel Aitken,
JFA,
Sex Pistols,
Zapp,
The Star Department,
the Soft Cell, the Soft Cell, the Soft Cell, the Soft Cell.
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.