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 Vietnam and from Bologna.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 harpsichord 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 Wings to the rock 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 Black Bananas. All the underground hits.
All Magma tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Barracudas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 chamberlin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Johnny Clarke record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Heaven 17,
The Fortunes,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Seeds,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
the Germs,
Kerrie Biddell,
Basic Channel,
Byron Stingily,
Oneida,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Carl Craig,
KRS-One,
Altered Images,
Cymande,
Marmalade,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
New Age Steppers,
Todd Terry,
New Order,
Icehouse,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Sight & Sound,
Magazine,
Underground Resistance,
The Walker Brothers,
Pierre Henry,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Jawbox,
Flipper,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Fatback Band,
Kool Moe Dee,
Sonny Sharrock,
Soft Cell,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Joy Division,
Gong,
Vladislav Delay,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Symarip,
Henry Cow,
Gil Scott Heron,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Brothers Johnson,
T.S.O.L.,
The Sound,
Thompson Twins,
Accadde A,
Blake Baxter,
Bobby Byrd,
The Star Department,
Spandau Ballet,
MDC,
Massinfluence,
Whodini,
Sun City Girls,
Second Layer,
Ituana,
The Fire Engines,
The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers.
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.