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 Austria and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 oboe 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 CMW to the disco 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 Gil Scott Heron. All the underground hits.
All MC5 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun Ra record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 mellotron and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Porter Ricks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Fall,
Gerry Rafferty,
Amon Düül II,
Ten City,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Brand Nubian,
Zero Boys,
Funkadelic,
Joy Division,
Gil Scott Heron,
Con Funk Shun,
Sun City Girls,
Quadrant,
The Human League,
Brass Construction,
Soulsonic Force,
Barry Ungar,
Mandrill,
Mad Mike,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Zeros,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Clear Light,
The Cowsills,
Deepchord,
Deakin,
Arcadia,
Jimmy McGriff,
Suburban Knight,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
10cc,
kango's stein massive,
Loose Ends,
Nirvana,
H. Thieme,
Marc Almond,
EPMD,
In Retrospect,
Tears for Fears,
The Red Krayola,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Mary Jane Girls,
CMW,
Hoover,
These Immortal Souls,
The Five Americans,
Idris Muhammad,
One Last Wish,
Kenny Larkin,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Lee Hazlewood,
Kerri Chandler,
Kaleidoscope,
Kas Product,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Easy Going,
Ituana,
Animal Collective,
The Litter, The Litter, The Litter, The Litter.
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.