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 Indonesia and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 marimba 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 Al Stewart to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Larry & the Blue Notes. All the underground hits.
All The Associates tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Sonics 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 clarinet and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Seeds record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Erykah Badu,
Scientists,
Roger Hodgson,
Josef K,
the Association,
Nils Olav,
James White and The Blacks,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Dennis Brown,
Average White Band,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Vogues,
Girls At Our Best!,
Tubeway Army,
Boz Scaggs,
Skriet,
Jeff Lynne,
The Cowsills,
Ronan,
The Dead C,
Lyres,
Wire,
The Knickerbockers,
Rapeman,
The Gun Club,
Stockholm Monsters,
Bill Near,
Soft Machine,
Todd Terry,
Los Fastidios,
Minnie Riperton,
Lindisfarne,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Isaac Hayes,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Dorothy Ashby,
Yusef Lateef,
Nirvana,
Mark Hollis,
Arthur Verocai,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Associates,
Derrick Morgan,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Blues Magoos,
Sight & Sound,
Sexual Harrassment,
Swell Maps,
Agitation Free,
The Monks,
Freddie Wadling,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Beau Brummels,
Electric Prunes,
The Selecter,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Motions,
Depeche Mode,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Cosmic Jokers,
Index, Index, Index, Index.
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.