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 Romania and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the organ 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 Doobie Brothers to the rock 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 Scott Walker + Sunn O))). All the underground hits.
All Wolf Eyes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Strawberry Alarm Clock 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Monochrome Set record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Donald Byrd,
The Sound,
X-101,
Eden Ahbez,
Cecil Taylor,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Fall,
Funky Four + One,
Unwound,
Fear,
Scott Walker,
Animal Collective,
Delta 5,
Delon & Dalcan,
Swell Maps,
Erykah Badu,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Andrew Hill,
K-Klass,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Mars,
Marine Girls,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Deadbeat,
The Fuzztones,
Qualms,
Brass Construction,
Mantronix,
Depeche Mode,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Associates,
Prince Buster,
The Doobie Brothers,
Robert Wyatt,
Scion,
Sound Behaviour,
Babytalk,
The Birthday Party,
Kevin Saunderson,
Crooked Eye,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Martian,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Hashim,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Masters at Work,
Rekid,
Echospace,
Jeff Lynne,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Silicon Teens,
Eve St. Jones,
Hot Snakes,
Nico,
Patti Smith,
D'Angelo,
The Misunderstood,
Dead Boys,
Japan, Japan, Japan, Japan.
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.