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 Italy and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
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 Angry Samoans to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Alton Ellis. All the underground hits.
All Amon Düül tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sixth Finger record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marc Almond,
Pantaleimon,
The Techniques,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Iggy Pop,
Television Personalities,
The Detroit Cobras,
Patti Smith,
China Crisis,
Panda Bear,
Crooked Eye,
These Immortal Souls,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Drive Like Jehu,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Black Dice,
The Knickerbockers,
OOIOO,
Public Image Ltd.,
Monks,
The Cramps,
Bill Near,
Marmalade,
Oneida,
Rotary Connection,
Eddi Front,
Mr. Review,
E-Dancer,
Skaos,
David McCallum,
Gil Scott Heron,
Kerrie Biddell,
Ultra Naté,
The Names,
The Dirtbombs,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Masters at Work,
Alison Limerick,
Sun City Girls,
Ituana,
Blossom Toes,
Liliput,
Delta 5,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Swans,
Connie Case,
Todd Rundgren,
The Litter,
Michelle Simonal,
Crime,
The Remains,
Soft Machine,
The Wake,
Barclay James Harvest,
Theoretical Girls,
Matthew Halsall,
Main Source,
Duran Duran,
Spandau Ballet,
Wasted Youth,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.
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.