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 Madagascar and from Toronto.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 organ 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 Robert Wyatt to the rap kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Agitation Free. All the underground hits.
All Isaac Hayes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Freddie Wadling 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a a-ha record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scrapy,
Pantytec,
The Associates,
In Retrospect,
The Fortunes,
Yusef Lateef,
The Real Kids,
Arab on Radar,
The Toasters,
Amazonics,
This Heat,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Ice-T,
Metal Thangz,
The Tremeloes,
Slave,
Echospace,
Delon & Dalcan,
Maurizio,
Marine Girls,
Jandek,
Big Daddy Kane,
The New Christs,
Visage,
Von Mondo,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Swell Maps,
Pulsallama,
Rakim,
Guru Guru,
Agitation Free,
The Velvet Underground,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Eli Mardock,
Unrelated Segments,
Chris & Cosey,
Gregory Isaacs,
Mandrill,
Connie Case,
Joy Division,
Althea and Donna,
Sex Pistols,
The Walker Brothers,
The Dead C,
Basic Channel,
Letta Mbulu,
The Pop Group,
Stiv Bators,
Stetsasonic,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Skarface,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Bill Near,
Kaleidoscope,
The Misunderstood,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Dave Clark Five,
Black Pus,
Black Bananas,
Peter and Kerry,
Bobbi Humphrey,
John Cale,
Au Pairs,
Maleditus Sound, Maleditus Sound, Maleditus Sound, Maleditus Sound.
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.