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 Guinea-Bissau and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Lalann. All the underground hits.
All Barry Ungar tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ornette Coleman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Blake Baxter,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Panda Bear,
Yusef Lateef,
The Slits,
10cc,
The Cure,
The Offenders,
The Dead C,
Whodini,
Sugar Minott,
Crash Course in Science,
Deepchord,
Aural Exciters,
Laurel Aitken,
Sparks,
Hasil Adkins,
Kas Product,
Freddie Wadling,
X-101,
Sonic Youth,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Kaleidoscope,
The Stooges,
Black Bananas,
Delon & Dalcan,
Lucky Dragons,
The Smiths,
Marine Girls,
The Selecter,
Banda Bassotti,
The Buckinghams,
Lungfish,
Radio Birdman,
Quando Quango,
June of 44,
L. Decosne,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Steve Hackett,
Pharoah Sanders,
Eli Mardock,
Gang Gang Dance,
Ludus,
Leonard Cohen,
Warsaw,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Darondo,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Little Man,
Porter Ricks,
the Fania All-Stars,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Red Krayola,
Tommy Roe,
The Searchers,
ABBA,
Morten Harket,
Dorothy Ashby,
Pole,
Robert Wyatt,
Agitation Free,
Kerrie Biddell,
Crispy Ambulance, Crispy Ambulance, Crispy Ambulance, Crispy Ambulance.
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.