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 Armenia and from Glasgow.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Fuzztones to the dance 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 Lou Christie. All the underground hits.
All Blake Baxter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeff Lynne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kenny Larkin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soul II Soul,
Joe Finger,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Maurizio,
Pere Ubu,
The Searchers,
Essential Logic,
The Smoke,
Gang of Four,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Invisible,
The Shadows of Knight,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Schoolly D,
The Sound,
Joey Negro,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Mojo Men,
UT,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Boz Scaggs,
Lucky Dragons,
Kaleidoscope,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Young Marble Giants,
Big Daddy Kane,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Grandmaster Flash,
The United States of America,
Crime,
The Cowsills,
The Vogues,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Barry Ungar,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Wire,
Terry Callier,
Gong,
Sarah Menescal,
Nick Fraelich,
Make Up,
T. Rex,
Nirvana,
Royal Trux,
Johnny Clarke,
The Selecter,
Matthew Bourne,
Skarface,
Donny Hathaway,
The J.B.'s,
Urselle,
Lungfish,
Pantytec,
the Normal,
The Detroit Cobras,
Susan Cadogan,
The Human League,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Sam Rivers, Sam Rivers, Sam Rivers, Sam Rivers.
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.