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 Malta and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the oboe 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 Essential Logic to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Moby Grape. All the underground hits.
All David McCallum tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pierre Henry record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobby Hutcherson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Desert Stars,
Howard Jones,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Velvet Underground,
Eve St. Jones,
Mo-Dettes,
Althea and Donna,
Deadbeat,
Fad Gadget,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Unrelated Segments,
Lee Hazlewood,
Mission of Burma,
Lou Reed,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Standells,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Marc Almond,
Nik Kershaw,
The Five Americans,
Pet Shop Boys,
Stiv Bators,
Negative Approach,
Peter and Kerry,
The Blackbyrds,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Tres Demented,
Sällskapet,
Lou Christie,
Rosa Yemen,
Animal Collective,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Marcia Griffiths,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Q65,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Saccharine Trust,
John Foxx,
T.S.O.L.,
The Toasters,
Tubeway Army,
Camberwell Now,
Joy Division,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Smoke,
Reuben Wilson,
Joe Finger,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Danielle Patucci,
the Human League,
Flipper,
The Techniques,
Brick,
Gerry Rafferty,
Franke,
Nas,
Roy Ayers,
Sandy B,
Television,
The Barracudas,
Matthew Halsall, Matthew Halsall, Matthew Halsall, Matthew Halsall.
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.