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 Trinidad & Tobago and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 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 The Music Machine to the rap 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 Sarah Menescal. All the underground hits.
All The Divine Comedy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camberwell Now 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Angels of Light & Akron/Family record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Shadows of Knight,
Sister Nancy,
Procol Harum,
Derrick May,
The Stooges,
Tim Buckley,
The Gap Band,
Bootsy Collins,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Doobie Brothers,
Amon Düül,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Al Stewart,
Flipper,
Mr. Review,
Erasure,
the Soft Cell,
Peter & Gordon,
Sparks,
Piero Umiliani,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Zeros,
Simply Red,
Bobby Sherman,
Moby Grape,
Bizarre Inc.,
Drive Like Jehu,
Minny Pops,
Vladislav Delay,
David Bowie,
Rakim,
Suburban Knight,
The Birthday Party,
Fluxion,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Supertramp,
Inner City,
Lou Christie,
Ice-T,
Amon Düül II,
The Monks,
Mad Mike,
Bobby Byrd,
Jacob Miller,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Minor Threat,
Saccharine Trust,
Malaria!,
Spoonie Gee,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Vainqueur,
Avey Tare,
Agent Orange,
Bad Manners,
E-Dancer,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Country Teasers,
The Evens,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish.
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.