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 South Sudan and from Lyon.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Madrid.
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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Ultramagnetic MC's to the crunk 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 Cymande. All the underground hits.
All Steve Hackett tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Crooked Eye 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Modern Lovers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Mission of Burma,
The Music Machine,
Agent Orange,
Con Funk Shun,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Ten City,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Evens,
DNA,
Technova,
Swell Maps,
Nico,
The Red Krayola,
David Axelrod,
The Cowsills,
AZ,
Sexual Harrassment,
Alphaville,
Robert Wyatt,
Wally Richardson,
Radio Birdman,
Bobby Sherman,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Dennis Brown,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Gregory Isaacs,
Y Pants,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Lalo Schifrin,
A Certain Ratio,
Black Moon,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Alarm Clocks,
Stiv Bators,
The Remains,
The Gladiators,
This Heat,
Nik Kershaw,
the Human League,
Unwound,
Leonard Cohen,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Scan 7,
Nick Fraelich,
Blake Baxter,
Ultimate Spinach,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Neil Young,
The Sonics,
Unrelated Segments,
Amazonics,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Moebius,
Marc Almond,
Accadde A,
Rosa Yemen,
The Slackers,
Cybotron,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))).
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.