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 Germany and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 linndrum 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 Lou Christie to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Yellowson. All the underground hits.
All Robert Wyatt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Half Japanese 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Vogues record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord 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?
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Scan 7,
Lalo Schifrin,
Quadrant,
Slick Rick,
Pere Ubu,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Searchers,
Kurtis Blow,
The Fortunes,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Roger Hodgson,
Lyres,
Heaven 17,
Gang of Four,
The Cure,
La Düsseldorf,
The Associates,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Darondo,
Cheater Slicks,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Chris Corsano,
Banda Bassotti,
Iggy Pop,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Joey Negro,
The Human League,
Moebius,
Harpers Bizarre,
Motorama,
Graham Central Station,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Real Kids,
Isaac Hayes,
Eurythmics,
Aaron Thompson,
Derrick May,
T. Rex,
Howard Jones,
Sound Behaviour,
F. McDonald,
Alphaville,
Tomorrow,
Roy Ayers,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Donald Byrd,
Sexual Harrassment,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Mo-Dettes,
The Raincoats,
ABC,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Pretty Things,
Gang Gang Dance,
Shoche,
Gong,
Jesper Dahlback,
Ten City, Ten City, Ten City, Ten City.
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.