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 Japan and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Evens to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Tim Buckley. All the underground hits.
All Gian Franco Pienzio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Massinfluence 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gories record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Donny Hathaway,
Make Up,
Funky Four + One,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
China Crisis,
Trumans Water,
The Fuzztones,
Khruangbin,
The Saints,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Young Rascals,
Robert Hood,
The Misunderstood,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Fortunes,
T. Rex,
This Heat,
Liliput,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Eurythmics,
Gregory Isaacs,
Rufus Thomas,
Yazoo,
Black Bananas,
The Beau Brummels,
Wings,
Erasure,
Patti Smith,
Parry Music,
Carl Craig,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Eric Copeland,
Fear,
Graham Central Station,
The Standells,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Danielle Patucci,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Bluetip,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
FM Einheit,
Josef K,
CMW,
Sun Ra,
Hoover,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Amazonics,
Procol Harum,
Yaz,
Drexciya,
Iggy Pop,
Pere Ubu,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Infiniti,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Delon & Dalcan,
Anakelly,
Eric Dolphy,
The Trojans,
A Certain Ratio,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy.
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.