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 Singapore and from Lagos.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Lagos.
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 rhodes 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 Lungfish to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Nick Fraelich. All the underground hits.
All Porter Ricks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every R.M.O. 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mars,
The Last Poets,
Crooked Eye,
The Monochrome Set,
Donny Hathaway,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Dawn Penn,
Los Fastidios,
Skaos,
cv313,
Barclay James Harvest,
Siglo XX,
Boz Scaggs,
The Star Department,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Sonics,
Shoche,
kango's stein massive,
Average White Band,
Barrington Levy,
Thompson Twins,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Pantytec,
Jimmy McGriff,
Tommy Roe,
Supertramp,
Faraquet,
OOIOO,
Maleditus Sound,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Dirtbombs,
Kurtis Blow,
Neu!,
DNA,
The Modern Lovers,
Matthew Halsall,
Blake Baxter,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Remains,
Davy DMX,
Von Mondo,
Spandau Ballet,
Rufus Thomas,
Lyres,
Spoonie Gee,
Roxette,
Amon Düül,
Negative Approach,
Sandy B,
Jesper Dahlback,
Bill Near,
D'Angelo,
Kerri Chandler,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
the Soft Cell,
Echospace,
Sound Behaviour,
Jeru the Damaja,
Joe Finger,
Lightning Bolt,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon.
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.