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 Vanuatu and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 New Order to the disco 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 Rekid. All the underground hits.
All Mad Mike tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brass Construction record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 linndrum and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alton Ellis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Tim Buckley,
Funky Four + One,
Amon Düül,
Nils Olav,
Dead Boys,
The Knickerbockers,
The Litter,
X-Ray Spex,
The Stooges,
The Selecter,
Quantec,
T. Rex,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Swans,
The Names,
Moss Icon,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Vogues,
Soul II Soul,
Delon & Dalcan,
Wasted Youth,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Funkadelic,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Bootsy Collins,
D'Angelo,
The Barracudas,
Gabor Szabo,
Magma,
Sun City Girls,
JFA,
One Last Wish,
The Monochrome Set,
Lalann,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Sound,
Fat Boys,
CMW,
Peter & Gordon,
Lucky Dragons,
Anthony Braxton,
Talk Talk,
Lightning Bolt,
Archie Shepp,
Unwound,
Yusef Lateef,
Blancmange,
Drive Like Jehu,
Clear Light,
The New Christs,
Chris Corsano,
The Doors,
Leonard Cohen,
The Evens,
Pantaleimon,
Deepchord,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Dawn Penn,
Al Stewart, Al Stewart, Al Stewart, Al Stewart.
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.