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 Barbados and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Tokyo.
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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 The Jesus and Mary Chain to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx. All the underground hits.
All Eli Mardock tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Be Bop Deluxe record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Matthew Bourne,
Quando Quango,
Arthur Verocai,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Tom Boy,
Moby Grape,
Gichy Dan,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Selecter,
Wasted Youth,
Youth Brigade,
Organ,
Sex Pistols,
Jandek,
Skaos,
Second Layer,
The Sonics,
Minnie Riperton,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Music Machine,
Unrelated Segments,
The Gun Club,
Pole,
Eden Ahbez,
Terry Callier,
Kaleidoscope,
Laurel Aitken,
The Doors,
John Holt,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Whodini,
Faraquet,
John Foxx,
Albert Ayler,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Girls At Our Best!,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Country Teasers,
Funky Four + One,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Fad Gadget,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Soul Sonic Force,
Curtis Mayfield,
Tomorrow,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Grauzone,
Amon Düül,
Desert Stars,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
La Düsseldorf,
Marine Girls,
Davy DMX,
Audionom,
Barry Ungar,
Tears for Fears,
Steve Hackett,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Can,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse.
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.