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 Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 mellotron 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 The Music Machine to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Kenny Larkin. All the underground hits.
All Throbbing Gristle tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Interpol record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 808 and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Shadows of Knight record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gabor Szabo,
Buzzcocks,
Kurtis Blow,
Pere Ubu,
Dennis Brown,
Eli Mardock,
Ornette Coleman,
Zapp,
Radio Birdman,
Matthew Bourne,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Magma,
Jeff Mills,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Aswad,
Skaos,
Ronan,
Johnny Clarke,
Monolake,
Banda Bassotti,
Depeche Mode,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Gap Band,
David Bowie,
The Blackbyrds,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Smiths,
Von Mondo,
Rotary Connection,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Soul Sonic Force,
Duran Duran,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Jandek,
Anakelly,
Agitation Free,
Laurel Aitken,
Trumans Water,
Smog,
Basic Channel,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Malaria!,
Wally Richardson,
Glambeats Corp.,
Althea and Donna,
Peter & Gordon,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Intrusion,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Bizarre Inc.,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Essential Logic,
Young Marble Giants,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Janne Schatter,
Lou Reed,
Pantytec,
Arab on Radar,
Wings,
Jacques Brel,
Sun City Girls,
Hashim, Hashim, Hashim, Hashim.
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.