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 Japan and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Kayak to the jazz 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 The Raincoats. All the underground hits.
All Donald Byrd tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joe Finger record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 linndrum and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Junior Murvin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jerry's Kids,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Agent Orange,
Soul Sonic Force,
Traffic Nightmare,
Barbara Tucker,
The Busters,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Robert Wyatt,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
EPMD,
The Gun Club,
Soft Cell,
Loose Ends,
cv313,
Derrick Morgan,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Simply Red,
The Seeds,
John Foxx,
The Buckinghams,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Yusef Lateef,
Index,
John Holt,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Harry Pussy,
The Wake,
10cc,
the Slits,
The Dead C,
Bizarre Inc.,
The New Christs,
Gabor Szabo,
The Flesh Eaters,
Massinfluence,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Moleskins,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Chris Corsano,
Severed Heads,
The Selecter,
Average White Band,
Lucky Dragons,
Mission of Burma,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Joy Division,
Skaos,
Sällskapet,
Nick Fraelich,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Howard Jones,
Skriet,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Hasil Adkins,
L. Decosne,
Lyres,
Trumans Water,
Hoover,
The Pretty Things,
Kenny Larkin,
Fluxion, Fluxion, Fluxion, Fluxion.
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.