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 Bahamas and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Portland.
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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Skriet to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Mad Mike. All the underground hits.
All Jerry Gold Smith tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yaz record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Negative Approach record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Boz Scaggs,
The Litter,
Oneida,
Crime,
Alton Ellis,
Throbbing Gristle,
Slick Rick,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Con Funk Shun,
Anakelly,
John Foxx,
Subhumans,
Warren Ellis,
Juan Atkins,
Babytalk,
Ituana,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Panda Bear,
Saccharine Trust,
Section 25,
Hasil Adkins,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Fall,
Cal Tjader,
Ronan,
Arab on Radar,
Little Man,
Big Daddy Kane,
Bad Manners,
Dave Gahan,
Todd Rundgren,
Roxette,
Terry Callier,
Qualms,
Excepter,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Flesh Eaters,
Gang Starr,
Swans,
MDC,
Bizarre Inc.,
Pylon,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Half Japanese,
MC5,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Lou Reed,
Lucky Dragons,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Wasted Youth,
Rhythm & Sound,
Jeff Lynne,
Bobby Byrd,
Nick Fraelich,
Kenny Larkin,
X-102,
The Pretty Things,
a-ha, a-ha, a-ha, a-ha.
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.