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 Rwanda 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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 organ 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 Livin' Joy to the dance 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 Isaac Hayes. All the underground hits.
All Louis and Bebe Barron tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Slave 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lalann 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?
cv313,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Absolute Body Control,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Rosa Yemen,
Reuben Wilson,
D'Angelo,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Khruangbin,
Reagan Youth,
The Monks,
Curtis Mayfield,
Cluster,
Livin' Joy,
Morten Harket,
The Moleskins,
Don Cherry,
The Golliwogs,
Arcadia,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Ornette Coleman,
Barrington Levy,
Masters at Work,
Technova,
Gichy Dan,
Minor Threat,
Ten City,
Barbara Tucker,
Eden Ahbez,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Skarface,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Yellowson,
In Retrospect,
Banda Bassotti,
Unrelated Segments,
Fela Kuti,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Zapp,
Dawn Penn,
The Toasters,
Surgeon,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
LL Cool J,
Tom Boy,
Deepchord,
Mission of Burma,
Anakelly,
Eurythmics,
ABC,
Laurel Aitken,
John Holt,
The Litter,
Traffic Nightmare,
Mantronix,
X-101,
10cc,
Fluxion,
Siglo XX,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Ultimate Spinach,
Idris Muhammad,
Supertramp,
Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire.
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.