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 Liberia and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the organ 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 the Slits to the punk 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 Roger Hodgson. All the underground hits.
All Barrington Levy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Section 25 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a One Last Wish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Gang Starr,
The Angels of Light,
Mandrill,
Roger Hodgson,
The Techniques,
Au Pairs,
Tomorrow,
Nik Kershaw,
the Slits,
Todd Rundgren,
David Axelrod,
Alice Coltrane,
China Crisis,
Oneida,
Joensuu 1685,
Jeru the Damaja,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Chrome,
Mantronix,
Anakelly,
Max Romeo,
Cybotron,
Janne Schatter,
Maleditus Sound,
Popol Vuh,
F. McDonald,
Grauzone,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Gong,
Frankie Knuckles,
KRS-One,
Kerri Chandler,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Flash Fearless,
Ultimate Spinach,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Porter Ricks,
ABC,
Masters at Work,
DJ Sneak,
Groovy Waters,
Niagra,
Jandek,
Y Pants,
Excepter,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Camberwell Now,
Black Bananas,
Cheater Slicks,
Second Layer,
Hasil Adkins,
H. Thieme,
Bootsy Collins,
Lee Hazlewood,
T.S.O.L.,
Stiv Bators,
The Last Poets,
Bobby Sherman, Bobby Sherman, Bobby Sherman, Bobby Sherman.
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.