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 Australia and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Supertramp to the rock 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 Sixth Finger. All the underground hits.
All Scion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dennis Brown record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cecil Taylor record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Agent Orange,
The Fortunes,
Magazine,
Carl Craig,
Smog,
Black Moon,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Skriet,
The Leaves,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Cheater Slicks,
Erasure,
Arcadia,
New Age Steppers,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Wally Richardson,
The Durutti Column,
Cymande,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Wire,
Bill Near,
Y Pants,
Bobby Byrd,
Black Bananas,
Scion,
Gang Gang Dance,
the Association,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Newcleus,
Boz Scaggs,
Nirvana,
Das Ding,
Kenny Larkin,
Bush Tetras,
The Sonics,
Bill Wells,
Aaron Thompson,
Todd Rundgren,
K-Klass,
Graham Central Station,
The Barracudas,
Alton Ellis,
Loose Ends,
Junior Murvin,
Jerry's Kids,
Cal Tjader,
Rosa Yemen,
Hashim,
Albert Ayler,
The Toasters,
Alphaville,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Nation of Ulysses,
Jimmy McGriff,
Zero Boys,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Gories,
The Raincoats,
Fatback Band,
Eurythmics, Eurythmics, Eurythmics, Eurythmics.
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.