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 Honduras and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the oboe 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 Slave to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Au Pairs. All the underground hits.
All the Human League tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rahsaan Roland Kirk record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Curtis Mayfield record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eddi Front,
Michelle Simonal,
Franke,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Deadbeat,
La Düsseldorf,
Stereo Dub,
Deakin,
Scion,
Scott Walker,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Dual Sessions,
Man Parrish,
Scientists,
Sandy B,
The Stooges,
Amazonics,
Silicon Teens,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Main Source,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Visage,
Robert Wyatt,
Gong,
John Foxx,
Groovy Waters,
Amon Düül II,
Amon Düül,
R.M.O.,
Robert Hood,
Terry Callier,
Grey Daturas,
Nation of Ulysses,
Hashim,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Crash Course in Science,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Mantronix,
Prince Buster,
Excepter,
Harpers Bizarre,
Tom Boy,
Eric Dolphy,
The Last Poets,
Reuben Wilson,
Jandek,
Shuggie Otis,
The Index,
Negative Approach,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Freddie Wadling,
Interpol,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Suicide,
Chris Corsano,
DJ Style,
Pole,
Chris & Cosey,
The Electric Prunes,
Sugar Minott,
Crime,
Royal Trux, Royal Trux, Royal Trux, Royal Trux.
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.