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 Guinea and from Cairo.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Tokyo.
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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
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 Fifty Foot Hose to the rap kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Jesus and Mary Chain. All the underground hits.
All Depeche Mode tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every X-101 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lower 48 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
UT,
Robert Wyatt,
Nirvana,
X-102,
Thompson Twins,
Carl Craig,
Desert Stars,
The Gap Band,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Saccharine Trust,
FM Einheit,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Grass Roots,
the Normal,
Hardrive,
The Cure,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Interpol,
Fad Gadget,
Boredoms,
Cluster,
Neil Young,
10cc,
Junior Murvin,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Mummies,
Grey Daturas,
Cal Tjader,
Lucky Dragons,
Rufus Thomas,
Stiv Bators,
Gichy Dan,
World's Most,
the Slits,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
the Sonics,
The Detroit Cobras,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Five Americans,
The Buckinghams,
Grauzone,
Pet Shop Boys,
Jerry's Kids,
The Tremeloes,
Eric Dolphy,
Infiniti,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Chris Corsano,
Can,
Dual Sessions,
John Cale,
The Modern Lovers,
U.S. Maple,
Jacob Miller,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Tres Demented,
The Gladiators,
Eric B and Rakim,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Tomorrow,
The Alarm Clocks,
Angry Samoans,
Radio Birdman, Radio Birdman, Radio Birdman, Radio Birdman.
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.