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 Romania and from Bremen.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Lyres to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 The Knickerbockers. All the underground hits.
All Vainqueur tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visage record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kenny Larkin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Al Stewart,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Grauzone,
Icehouse,
Johnny Clarke,
Average White Band,
Panda Bear,
Oneida,
Archie Shepp,
Junior Murvin,
Brand Nubian,
Siglo XX,
MC5,
Derrick May,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Ossler,
H. Thieme,
The Toasters,
The Cowsills,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Five Americans,
Kurtis Blow,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Essential Logic,
Patti Smith,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Evens,
Amazonics,
Albert Ayler,
Soft Machine,
Idris Muhammad,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
These Immortal Souls,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Con Funk Shun,
the Normal,
Reuben Wilson,
Amon Düül,
Pantytec,
Kas Product,
Fela Kuti,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Ralphi Rosario,
Sex Pistols,
OOIOO,
Isaac Hayes,
R.M.O.,
Soul II Soul,
Nico,
Josef K,
The Flesh Eaters,
Terry Callier,
Ultra Naté,
Boredoms,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Crooked Eye, Crooked Eye, Crooked Eye, Crooked Eye.
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.