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 United Kingdom and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the güiro 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 David Axelrod 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 Fifty Foot Hose. All the underground hits.
All Rhythm & Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Drive Like Jehu record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Barrington Levy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nils Olav,
Jandek,
Vainqueur,
Mary Jane Girls,
Derrick May,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Pantytec,
The Kinks,
a-ha,
The Gun Club,
Prince Buster,
cv313,
Black Sheep,
Minnie Riperton,
Banda Bassotti,
The Searchers,
The Cramps,
Cal Tjader,
Nas,
Throbbing Gristle,
Livin' Joy,
The Slits,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Tom Boy,
Bluetip,
Howard Jones,
James White and The Blacks,
Man Parrish,
Bauhaus,
Half Japanese,
Delon & Dalcan,
Simply Red,
The Durutti Column,
Quadrant,
Andrew Hill,
Aloha Tigers,
Accadde A,
Grauzone,
Ronnie Foster,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Fall,
Ituana,
the Slits,
Lucky Dragons,
Deakin,
Darondo,
Mo-Dettes,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Quantec,
Scott Walker,
Stiv Bators,
Shuggie Otis,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Flesh Eaters,
Popol Vuh,
The Toasters,
Audionom,
Leonard Cohen,
Rhythm & Sound,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Moody Blues,
Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One.
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.