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 Albania and from Seoul.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
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 Main Source to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 AZ. All the underground hits.
All H. Thieme tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Delta 5 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Thee Headcoats record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ralphi Rosario,
Al Stewart,
Flash Fearless,
Gong,
Nico,
Kayak,
Hardrive,
the Soft Cell,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Standells,
The Victims,
Agent Orange,
Josef K,
Sun Ra,
Schoolly D,
Maurizio,
Public Enemy,
Von Mondo,
The Dead C,
The Gories,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Cure,
Johnny Clarke,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Marc Almond,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Chrome,
Marshall Jefferson,
Whodini,
Wire,
Swans,
Stiv Bators,
New York Dolls,
Cecil Taylor,
Basic Channel,
Arab on Radar,
Moss Icon,
Mark Hollis,
Andrew Hill,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Monolake,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Soft Cell,
Depeche Mode,
The Five Americans,
Khruangbin,
Average White Band,
Vladislav Delay,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Ultimate Spinach,
MDC,
Newcleus,
Brass Construction,
Todd Terry,
Oblivians,
Sällskapet,
Gastr Del Sol,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Last Poets,
Crispy Ambulance,
New Order,
Traffic Nightmare, Traffic Nightmare, Traffic Nightmare, Traffic Nightmare.
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.