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 Panama and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide 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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 mellotron 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 cv313 to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Index. All the underground hits.
All Circle Jerks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gary Puckett & The Union Gap record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rotary Connection record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Isaac Hayes,
Eric Dolphy,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Barrington Levy,
Andrew Hill,
Piero Umiliani,
Brand Nubian,
Subhumans,
Banda Bassotti,
Boz Scaggs,
Tommy Roe,
Scratch Acid,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Von Mondo,
Los Fastidios,
PIL,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Count Five,
New Order,
B.T. Express,
Severed Heads,
The Grass Roots,
Ultra Naté,
La Düsseldorf,
Siglo XX,
Anakelly,
Terrestrial Tones,
Judy Mowatt,
Moss Icon,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Arthur Verocai,
Arab on Radar,
Alphaville,
The Raincoats,
ABBA,
Delon & Dalcan,
Lyres,
Bobby Byrd,
Crispian St. Peters,
Funky Four + One,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Flamin' Groovies,
Jesper Dahlback,
Essential Logic,
Sandy B,
Silicon Teens,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Das Ding,
Massinfluence,
The Cramps,
OOIOO,
Crime,
The Saints,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
JFA,
Alison Limerick,
Sun City Girls,
Byron Stingily,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Cal Tjader,
Glambeats Corp.,
Jeff Lynne, Jeff Lynne, Jeff Lynne, Jeff Lynne.
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.