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 Chad and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 mellotron 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 Marmalade to the funk 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 Aswad. All the underground hits.
All Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 harpsichord and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kerrie Biddell record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Busters,
Masters at Work,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Clear Light,
Crime,
Flash Fearless,
Chris Corsano,
Girls At Our Best!,
Television,
Scientists,
John Foxx,
Thompson Twins,
Joe Smooth,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Spoonie Gee,
CMW,
The Modern Lovers,
Tomorrow,
Grey Daturas,
Cluster,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Ronan,
Bobby Sherman,
Cheater Slicks,
The Dirtbombs,
Fluxion,
Rekid,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Flipper,
Rites of Spring,
The Saints,
Minutemen,
Don Cherry,
Rakim,
The Mummies,
Joe Finger,
The Vogues,
The United States of America,
The Knickerbockers,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Barry Ungar,
Joyce Sims,
The Happenings,
Nas,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Harry Pussy,
Barbara Tucker,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Associates,
Guru Guru,
Neil Young,
Agitation Free,
Deepchord,
Lower 48,
The Martian,
Bobby Womack,
Pulsallama,
Stockholm Monsters,
Royal Trux,
The Human League,
Das Ding,
Camouflage,
Pharoah Sanders,
Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover.
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.