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 Portugal and from Tehran.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Shanghai.
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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Zeros to the jazz 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 Y Pants. All the underground hits.
All Reuben Wilson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lungfish record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Amon Düül record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Crash Course in Science,
Technova,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Maurizio,
Outsiders,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Buzzcocks,
Prince Buster,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Maleditus Sound,
Wolf Eyes,
The Trojans,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Black Bananas,
Jacob Miller,
Boogie Down Productions,
Hot Snakes,
Minny Pops,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Liliput,
DNA,
Nico,
Black Moon,
U.S. Maple,
Radiohead,
The Seeds,
Kool Moe Dee,
a-ha,
Matthew Halsall,
Electric Prunes,
The Buckinghams,
Surgeon,
Stiv Bators,
The Litter,
Kerrie Biddell,
Unrelated Segments,
Joensuu 1685,
8 Eyed Spy,
Davy DMX,
The Motions,
Ken Boothe,
Eli Mardock,
the Bar-Kays,
Radiopuhelimet,
Roy Ayers,
Pierre Henry,
Man Parrish,
Scott Walker,
Girls At Our Best!,
Charles Mingus,
Fad Gadget,
Max Romeo,
The Cramps,
Glenn Branca,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Sandy B,
Sparks,
Rites of Spring, Rites of Spring, Rites of Spring, Rites of Spring.
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.