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 Kuwait and from Portland.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Hoover to the techno 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 John Lydon. All the underground hits.
All Animal Collective tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soulsonic Force record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ash Ra Tempel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Anthony Braxton,
The Monks,
Soul II Soul,
the Normal,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Masters at Work,
Joey Negro,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Wolf Eyes,
U.S. Maple,
La Düsseldorf,
Aural Exciters,
Jeru the Damaja,
Animal Collective,
The Dirtbombs,
X-102,
Funky Four + One,
Kenny Larkin,
Kaleidoscope,
a-ha,
Gang Green,
Little Man,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Gun Club,
Japan,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Motorama,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Fatback Band,
Shoche,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Mark Hollis,
Dorothy Ashby,
Aaron Thompson,
Monks,
Pet Shop Boys,
Cameo,
Gong,
Ultra Naté,
Qualms,
Stockholm Monsters,
Pulsallama,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Soul Sonic Force,
Boz Scaggs,
China Crisis,
Pussy Galore,
Black Flag,
Skaos,
Sun City Girls,
Arthur Verocai,
Loose Ends,
Ronnie Foster,
World's Most,
Alison Limerick,
OOIOO, OOIOO, OOIOO, OOIOO.
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.