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 Halifax.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Mexico City.
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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Nils Olav to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 The Seeds. All the underground hits.
All Vainqueur tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kayak record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 güiro and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lee Hazlewood record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Curtis Mayfield,
Bob Dylan,
Ornette Coleman,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Slave,
Andrew Hill,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Blackbyrds,
The Young Rascals,
Susan Cadogan,
Anthony Braxton,
Bauhaus,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Television,
Magma,
Interpol,
The Monochrome Set,
The Grass Roots,
The Last Poets,
Crash Course in Science,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Alton Ellis,
Skarface,
Television Personalities,
Joe Finger,
Stockholm Monsters,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Gap Band,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Gastr Del Sol,
Tropical Tobacco,
Junior Murvin,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Absolute Body Control,
Babytalk,
Franke,
Lindisfarne,
The J.B.'s,
Groovy Waters,
Index,
Oblivians,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Vogues,
David Axelrod,
Heaven 17,
Deadbeat,
Delon & Dalcan,
Grauzone,
Slick Rick,
Make Up,
The Cure,
Neu!,
Eve St. Jones,
Lalo Schifrin,
Urselle,
Blake Baxter,
Ludus,
The Sound,
Josef K,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Chris & Cosey,
Bobby Byrd,
Half Japanese, Half Japanese, Half Japanese, Half Japanese.
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.