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 Argentina and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Pole to the dance 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 Gary Puckett & The Union Gap. All the underground hits.
All Sun Ra Arkestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aural Exciters 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Symarip record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minnie Riperton,
Cluster,
Amazonics,
Hashim,
Essential Logic,
Ultra Naté,
Robert Görl,
AZ,
One Last Wish,
Black Sheep,
Josef K,
Youth Brigade,
Negative Approach,
Anthony Braxton,
Nik Kershaw,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
David Axelrod,
Godley & Creme,
LL Cool J,
The Shadows of Knight,
Wolf Eyes,
Deakin,
Cymande,
Ten City,
The Human League,
Henry Cow,
Grey Daturas,
Crispian St. Peters,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Oblivians,
The Cure,
Wings,
Babytalk,
The Moody Blues,
Mantronix,
the Human League,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Brothers Johnson,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Dark Day,
Dual Sessions,
Procol Harum,
Bronski Beat,
The Divine Comedy,
Crooked Eye,
Con Funk Shun,
Dead Boys,
Davy DMX,
Traffic Nightmare,
Electric Prunes,
Joensuu 1685,
Al Stewart,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Birthday Party,
This Heat,
Marine Girls,
Intrusion,
Faust,
Thee Headcoats,
Crime,
Moss Icon,
The Men They Couldn't Hang, The Men They Couldn't Hang, The Men They Couldn't Hang, The Men They Couldn't Hang.
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.