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 Guinea and from Copenhagen.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Alice Coltrane to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Grey Daturas. All the underground hits.
All Second Layer tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yellowson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 oboe and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a FM Einheit record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Porter Ricks,
Ronnie Foster,
Kayak,
Patti Smith,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Skriet,
Marine Girls,
Kool Moe Dee,
Das Ding,
Aloha Tigers,
Junior Murvin,
The Blackbyrds,
Urselle,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Intrusion,
Procol Harum,
Josef K,
Y Pants,
The Seeds,
Lou Christie,
The Misunderstood,
Flipper,
Anthony Braxton,
The Five Americans,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Names,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Fire Engines,
Technova,
ABC,
Glambeats Corp.,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Robert Görl,
Scan 7,
The Last Poets,
Chris & Cosey,
Television,
Ultra Naté,
Funkadelic,
Black Bananas,
Joyce Sims,
Tommy Roe,
Harpers Bizarre,
Stetsasonic,
Sandy B,
The Detroit Cobras,
Yusef Lateef,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Graham Central Station,
The Skatalites,
Zapp,
The Fugs,
The Evens,
Bill Wells,
Scion,
John Coltrane,
John Foxx,
June of 44,
the Slits,
Grauzone, Grauzone, Grauzone, Grauzone.
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.