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 the UAE and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 arpeggiator 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 Marine Girls to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 The Cosmic Jokers. All the underground hits.
All Alison Limerick tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Donald Byrd 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Public Image Ltd. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Davy DMX,
Josef K,
The Gap Band,
Henry Cow,
Marmalade,
Black Flag,
David Bowie,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Saccharine Trust,
Quadrant,
The Sisters of Mercy,
UT,
The Dirtbombs,
Rufus Thomas,
Bob Dylan,
David Axelrod,
Mantronix,
Essential Logic,
Outsiders,
Graham Central Station,
The Red Krayola,
Lebanon Hanover,
Cameo,
Basic Channel,
Deepchord,
Sister Nancy,
Mad Mike,
Ronnie Foster,
New Order,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Pantaleimon,
the Human League,
Negative Approach,
Yaz,
Swell Maps,
EPMD,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Neil Young,
Anakelly,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Lou Reed,
Spoonie Gee,
Isaac Hayes,
Brass Construction,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Neu!,
Vainqueur,
Johnny Clarke,
Trumans Water,
Schoolly D,
Aloha Tigers,
Qualms,
Sugar Minott,
Agitation Free,
Zapp,
The Velvet Underground,
David McCallum,
Michelle Simonal,
The Blues Magoos,
Rotary Connection,
Eli Mardock,
Easy Going, Easy Going, Easy Going, Easy Going.
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.