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 Dominican Republic and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Godley & Creme to the grunge 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 Roger Hodgson. All the underground hits.
All Skaos tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Monolake record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rufus Thomas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Mars,
Motorama,
Bluetip,
Smog,
Reagan Youth,
Sugar Minott,
Mo-Dettes,
Trumans Water,
Vainqueur,
Aural Exciters,
Deadbeat,
Crispian St. Peters,
Oblivians,
Juan Atkins,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Velvet Underground,
Massinfluence,
Sexual Harrassment,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Patti Smith,
The Moody Blues,
Ralphi Rosario,
Jeff Lynne,
Supertramp,
Section 25,
Joe Finger,
The Gun Club,
Alison Limerick,
the Human League,
Lalann,
Roxette,
New Order,
Wire,
The Offenders,
Reuben Wilson,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Dennis Brown,
David McCallum,
The Kinks,
DJ Sneak,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Amazonics,
Fat Boys,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Anthony Braxton,
Moebius,
Rites of Spring,
Panda Bear,
The Birthday Party,
B.T. Express,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Minny Pops,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Detroit Cobras,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Chris Corsano,
Erykah Badu,
Wally Richardson,
Liaisons Dangereuses, Liaisons Dangereuses, Liaisons Dangereuses, Liaisons Dangereuses.
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.