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 Panama and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 oboe 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 Organ to the grunge 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 Robert Wyatt. All the underground hits.
All Chris Corsano tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Barry Ungar record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Youth Brigade,
Tim Buckley,
Toni Rubio,
Morten Harket,
Infiniti,
Crime,
Pere Ubu,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Ralphi Rosario,
Marmalade,
Grandmaster Flash,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Michelle Simonal,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Hasil Adkins,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Bang On A Can,
The Grass Roots,
Quantec,
Brothers Johnson,
Rosa Yemen,
Tomorrow,
Panda Bear,
Drexciya,
Japan,
The Busters,
This Heat,
Piero Umiliani,
The Misunderstood,
The Star Department,
Crispian St. Peters,
Con Funk Shun,
Pantytec,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Monochrome Set,
Delon & Dalcan,
Scrapy,
Aural Exciters,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Chris & Cosey,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Goldenarms,
Henry Cow,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Sonny Sharrock,
LL Cool J,
The United States of America,
Wire,
Lightning Bolt,
Johnny Osbourne,
Model 500,
The Slits,
Altered Images,
Sight & Sound,
Suburban Knight,
Zero Boys,
Loose Ends,
Patti Smith,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Underground Resistance,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Nils Olav,
Connie Case,
The Alarm Clocks, The Alarm Clocks, The Alarm Clocks, The Alarm Clocks.
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.