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 Sweden and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 Glasgow and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Blues Magoos to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Boogie Down Productions. All the underground hits.
All Infiniti tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every MC5 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 synthesizer and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rahsaan Roland Kirk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Radiohead,
Infiniti,
Rotary Connection,
The Cowsills,
Curtis Mayfield,
Juan Atkins,
Moss Icon,
Bill Near,
R.M.O.,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Sonic Youth,
DJ Sneak,
Jesper Dahlback,
Joy Division,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Fela Kuti,
DJ Style,
Michelle Simonal,
Public Image Ltd.,
Prince Buster,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Supertramp,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Star Department,
Barry Ungar,
Japan,
Eli Mardock,
The Selecter,
Pussy Galore,
Morten Harket,
Chris Corsano,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Wake,
Scrapy,
Gabor Szabo,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Toni Rubio,
Gong,
Unrelated Segments,
Newcleus,
Smog,
June of 44,
Model 500,
LL Cool J,
The Skatalites,
James White and The Blacks,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Matthew Halsall,
Oblivians,
The Mummies,
Heaven 17,
David McCallum,
The Young Rascals,
Basic Channel,
Sound Behaviour,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Neu!,
the Normal,
Popol Vuh, Popol Vuh, Popol Vuh, Popol Vuh.
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.