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 Greece and from London.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Delhi.
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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
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 Eric Dolphy 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 Deakin. All the underground hits.
All Jawbox tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Todd Rundgren 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minor Threat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
cv313,
Mars,
Sparks,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Roxy Music,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
R.M.O.,
Banda Bassotti,
Joensuu 1685,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Gerry Rafferty,
Fela Kuti,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
F. McDonald,
Main Source,
Second Layer,
New York Dolls,
Roy Ayers,
Lou Christie,
the Normal,
Saccharine Trust,
the Association,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Duran Duran,
Drive Like Jehu,
Deakin,
Television,
Popol Vuh,
The Modern Lovers,
Slick Rick,
Man Eating Sloth,
Isaac Hayes,
Essential Logic,
Q and Not U,
Masters at Work,
Warsaw,
Magma,
Avey Tare,
The Fortunes,
Matthew Bourne,
Sam Rivers,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Pantaleimon,
The Kinks,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
K-Klass,
Camberwell Now,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Soul Sonic Force,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Rotary Connection,
James White and The Blacks,
The Slackers,
Ituana,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Jawbox,
Drexciya,
Kas Product,
The American Breed,
Jerry's Kids,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx.
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.