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 Liechtenstein and from Delhi.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Bobbi Humphrey to the rock 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 Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan. All the underground hits.
All X-102 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Livin' Joy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
It's A Beautiful Day,
Bad Manners,
Dorothy Ashby,
David Axelrod,
David McCallum,
Cameo,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Average White Band,
Jeff Lynne,
Ultimate Spinach,
Cheater Slicks,
Grey Daturas,
Procol Harum,
The Move,
David Bowie,
The Vogues,
Stockholm Monsters,
Angry Samoans,
Laurel Aitken,
DJ Style,
H. Thieme,
Donny Hathaway,
Smog,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Tears for Fears,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Metal Thangz,
Quantec,
The Knickerbockers,
Marc Almond,
DNA,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Brick,
Danielle Patucci,
Alphaville,
The Offenders,
Aswad,
Deadbeat,
Intrusion,
Patti Smith,
Albert Ayler,
Skriet,
Drive Like Jehu,
Ituana,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Byron Stingily,
Rites of Spring,
Make Up,
The Kinks,
Matthew Bourne,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Erykah Badu,
Masters at Work,
Pantytec,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Interpol,
Rakim,
Circle Jerks,
Khruangbin,
UT,
Gang Gang Dance, Gang Gang Dance, Gang Gang Dance, Gang Gang Dance.
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.