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 Dominica and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 Art Ensemble Of Chicago to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Ponytail tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sparks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 spring reverb and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Franke record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Crash Course in Science,
The Neon Judgement,
The Toasters,
Susan Cadogan,
Television,
Lalann,
Q65,
D'Angelo,
Animal Collective,
Donald Byrd,
Byron Stingily,
Duran Duran,
Rhythm & Sound,
Cecil Taylor,
Blossom Toes,
The Invisible,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Associates,
Scientists,
Gang Green,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Evens,
Stiv Bators,
Godley & Creme,
Fatback Band,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Qualms,
The Dave Clark Five,
Echospace,
Mission of Burma,
L. Decosne,
Arthur Verocai,
Kevin Saunderson,
CMW,
The Barracudas,
Sex Pistols,
The Cure,
Sound Behaviour,
The Fortunes,
Dual Sessions,
The Pretty Things,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
the Germs,
The Last Poets,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Pussy Galore,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Isaac Hayes,
The Golliwogs,
Soft Machine,
Iggy Pop,
Wally Richardson,
Donny Hathaway,
Johnny Osbourne,
Silicon Teens,
Crooked Eye,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Man Parrish,
Eyeless In Gaza,
John Lydon, John Lydon, John Lydon, John Lydon.
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.