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 Algeria and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
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 Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Joe Finger. All the underground hits.
All Joe Smooth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Last Poets record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 rhodes and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kayak record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Main Source,
Echospace,
Cecil Taylor,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Maurizio,
The Litter,
Talk Talk,
Andrew Hill,
Roger Hodgson,
Sun Ra,
Los Fastidios,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Althea and Donna,
Traffic Nightmare,
Wire,
Trumans Water,
Janne Schatter,
Carl Craig,
Hoover,
The Walker Brothers,
FM Einheit,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Electric Prunes,
Matthew Bourne,
Piero Umiliani,
Von Mondo,
Eric B and Rakim,
Lebanon Hanover,
Colin Newman,
Leonard Cohen,
The Mojo Men,
The Associates,
Howard Jones,
Japan,
Intrusion,
Quando Quango,
Aural Exciters,
Rakim,
Godley & Creme,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Music Machine,
Delon & Dalcan,
These Immortal Souls,
Neu!,
The Flesh Eaters,
Radiopuhelimet,
Niagra,
Moss Icon,
Aswad,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Albert Ayler,
Buzzcocks,
Bauhaus,
MC5,
Nick Fraelich,
Chris & Cosey,
Gichy Dan,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Youth Brigade,
Warren Ellis,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Jeru the Damaja,
the Bar-Kays,
Johnny Osbourne, Johnny Osbourne, Johnny Osbourne, Johnny Osbourne.
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.