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 France and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron 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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 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 Harpers Bizarre to the grime 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 Crooked Eye. All the underground hits.
All Dawn Penn tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Duran Duran record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Deepchord record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yellowson,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Gories,
Dark Day,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Steve Hackett,
Minny Pops,
Unwound,
Youth Brigade,
John Coltrane,
Sugar Minott,
Soft Machine,
Parry Music,
Judy Mowatt,
The Music Machine,
Ronan,
ABC,
The Pop Group,
Cymande,
Fugazi,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
the Slits,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Jacob Miller,
These Immortal Souls,
Ten City,
Junior Murvin,
MC5,
The Cure,
Crash Course in Science,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The United States of America,
Drexciya,
Terry Callier,
Section 25,
Susan Cadogan,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Carl Craig,
Joensuu 1685,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Reuben Wilson,
Avey Tare,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Modern Lovers,
Mad Mike,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Faraquet,
Ronnie Foster,
Patti Smith,
John Cale,
The Dead C,
Joy Division,
Severed Heads,
Amon Düül II,
DJ Style,
Y Pants,
The Detroit Cobras,
Popol Vuh,
F. McDonald,
Quantec,
Subhumans,
Andrew Hill, Andrew Hill, Andrew Hill, Andrew Hill.
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.