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 Somalia and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Ronnie Foster to the funk 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 Easy Going. All the underground hits.
All Mantronix tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mo-Dettes 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gap Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Agitation Free,
Junior Murvin,
Make Up,
Moby Grape,
The Leaves,
Au Pairs,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
the Soft Cell,
The Young Rascals,
Goldenarms,
Kaleidoscope,
Royal Trux,
Piero Umiliani,
Eddi Front,
The Blackbyrds,
Soft Machine,
Public Image Ltd.,
Kenny Larkin,
Letta Mbulu,
June of 44,
The Martian,
Byron Stingily,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Buzzcocks,
UT,
Scott Walker,
Das Ding,
Guru Guru,
The Gories,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
a-ha,
Leonard Cohen,
Kerri Chandler,
Echospace,
Lightning Bolt,
Television,
John Cale,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Althea and Donna,
Howard Jones,
Chris & Cosey,
The Kinks,
Gastr Del Sol,
Josef K,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Ralphi Rosario,
Black Moon,
Rufus Thomas,
The Birthday Party,
The Flesh Eaters,
The United States of America,
The Fugs,
World's Most,
Livin' Joy,
Shoche,
Thompson Twins,
Cluster,
Eden Ahbez,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Man Parrish,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Tears for Fears, Tears for Fears, Tears for Fears, Tears for Fears.
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.