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 Bhutan and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Salvador.
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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Basic Channel to the grime kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Chrome. All the underground hits.
All Kenny Larkin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Television 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a synthesizer 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 synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer 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?
The Litter,
Todd Rundgren,
New Age Steppers,
Chris & Cosey,
Zero Boys,
Funkadelic,
Sun City Girls,
Black Moon,
Anakelly,
the Human League,
The Names,
The Mojo Men,
Bush Tetras,
Ponytail,
Von Mondo,
China Crisis,
The American Breed,
Jeru the Damaja,
DJ Sneak,
The Cure,
The Vogues,
The Red Krayola,
Electric Prunes,
Goldenarms,
Brothers Johnson,
Bizarre Inc.,
Darondo,
EPMD,
Peter and Kerry,
Brand Nubian,
Albert Ayler,
Brass Construction,
Guru Guru,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Move,
the Fania All-Stars,
Lungfish,
AZ,
Sällskapet,
Flipper,
Erykah Badu,
The Tremeloes,
Magma,
Skaos,
Barbara Tucker,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Pylon,
Roy Ayers,
Donny Hathaway,
Patti Smith,
Joe Finger,
Chrome,
Vainqueur,
The Index,
Arab on Radar,
Unrelated Segments,
Eden Ahbez,
Ronnie Foster,
Deepchord,
Nils Olav,
Livin' Joy,
Althea and Donna,
Bill Wells,
Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario.
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.