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 Denmark and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 London and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 chamberlin 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 Con Funk Shun to the punk 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 OOIOO. All the underground hits.
All Talk Talk tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Public Image Ltd. record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cecil Taylor record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Johnny Osbourne,
The Moody Blues,
Model 500,
The Durutti Column,
Barbara Tucker,
The American Breed,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
In Retrospect,
The Young Rascals,
The Raincoats,
The Fall,
Bush Tetras,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Soft Machine,
Kool Moe Dee,
Intrusion,
Arcadia,
Urselle,
Roger Hodgson,
Altered Images,
The Moleskins,
Essential Logic,
Young Marble Giants,
Peter & Gordon,
Pharoah Sanders,
DJ Style,
Deakin,
Marvin Gaye,
Barry Ungar,
The Gap Band,
The Vogues,
Swans,
Fatback Band,
Jawbox,
Crispy Ambulance,
Joensuu 1685,
Judy Mowatt,
The Cramps,
Maurizio,
Bang On A Can,
Soul II Soul,
Godley & Creme,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Rites of Spring,
Graham Central Station,
The Zeros,
Fat Boys,
The Slits,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Boz Scaggs,
Bizarre Inc.,
Pussy Galore,
Prince Buster,
Eric Dolphy,
The Invisible,
Derrick Morgan,
The Gories,
The Barracudas,
Vladislav Delay,
Deadbeat,
U.S. Maple,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth.
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.