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 Sudan and from Johannesburg.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
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 Leonard Cohen to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Talk Talk. All the underground hits.
All Procol Harum tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joe Smooth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dennis Brown record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mary Jane Girls,
A Certain Ratio,
Warren Ellis,
Flash Fearless,
Visage,
Liliput,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Lindisfarne,
Minutemen,
Barbara Tucker,
Hashim,
Franke,
Lightning Bolt,
Technova,
cv313,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Residents,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Parry Music,
The Zeros,
Qualms,
The Gap Band,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Evens,
the Slits,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Steve Hackett,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Maleditus Sound,
Girls At Our Best!,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Jeff Lynne,
Supertramp,
Talk Talk,
Funky Four + One,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Echospace,
the Germs,
Rufus Thomas,
Bill Near,
Joensuu 1685,
Altered Images,
The Leaves,
FM Einheit,
H. Thieme,
Fatback Band,
the Bar-Kays,
Gang Starr,
8 Eyed Spy,
Camouflage,
Lyres,
Y Pants,
Danielle Patucci,
Von Mondo,
Siglo XX,
Glambeats Corp.,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Moody Blues,
Nirvana,
Alice Coltrane, Alice Coltrane, Alice Coltrane, Alice Coltrane.
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.