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 Somalia and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Warren Ellis to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five. All the underground hits.
All Yazoo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Television Personalities record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Move record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Robert Wyatt,
Sun Ra,
Talk Talk,
Boogie Down Productions,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Jacob Miller,
Ten City,
Stiv Bators,
Eden Ahbez,
Joey Negro,
Sound Behaviour,
Drexciya,
Sandy B,
The Doobie Brothers,
Junior Murvin,
Animal Collective,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Fela Kuti,
Bluetip,
Nik Kershaw,
The Cowsills,
Matthew Halsall,
Althea and Donna,
Suicide,
The Zeros,
Cecil Taylor,
Ken Boothe,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The J.B.'s,
Lee Hazlewood,
Simply Red,
Desert Stars,
The Names,
The Divine Comedy,
David McCallum,
The Black Dice,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Soul Sonic Force,
Yellowson,
Monks,
Black Pus,
The Offenders,
Agitation Free,
Amon Düül II,
the Soft Cell,
Sparks,
Altered Images,
Pierre Henry,
OOIOO,
Gang Gang Dance,
Neil Young,
Blake Baxter,
Arcadia,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Morten Harket,
Rufus Thomas,
David Axelrod,
Interpol,
Kaleidoscope, Kaleidoscope, Kaleidoscope, Kaleidoscope.
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.