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 Finland and from Hong Kong.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 synthesizer 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 The Residents to the grunge kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Yellowson. All the underground hits.
All Skarface tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Skatalites 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Goldenarms record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Livin' Joy,
Scrapy,
Eve St. Jones,
The Moody Blues,
Gerry Rafferty,
Flipper,
A Certain Ratio,
Johnny Clarke,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Fela Kuti,
Smog,
Roy Ayers,
Mantronix,
KRS-One,
Suicide,
Slick Rick,
Kevin Saunderson,
Massinfluence,
Anakelly,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Intrusion,
Eric Dolphy,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Arthur Verocai,
Ohio Players,
The Happenings,
U.S. Maple,
Michelle Simonal,
The Monochrome Set,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
New York Dolls,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Malaria!,
The Move,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Doors,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Soulsonic Force,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Zero Boys,
In Retrospect,
Ituana,
Inner City,
Lucky Dragons,
Average White Band,
The Golliwogs,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Fuzztones,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
David Bowie,
Monolake,
8 Eyed Spy,
the Germs,
Grauzone,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Monks,
Desert Stars,
Crooked Eye,
Peter and Kerry,
Pierre Henry,
Lyres, Lyres, Lyres, Lyres.
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.