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 Greece and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 linndrum 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 The Music Machine to the rap kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Art Ensemble Of Chicago. All the underground hits.
All The Fugs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ronnie Foster 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joy Division record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aloha Tigers,
Jimmy McGriff,
Country Teasers,
D'Angelo,
Isaac Hayes,
Minnie Riperton,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Organ,
Kevin Saunderson,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Barrington Levy,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Suicide,
Cecil Taylor,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Star Department,
Negative Approach,
Gang Green,
The Gladiators,
Severed Heads,
Crispy Ambulance,
Howard Jones,
Brick,
Stereo Dub,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Crime,
Roxette,
Newcleus,
Tres Demented,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Dawn Penn,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Lebanon Hanover,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Victims,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Nirvana,
X-102,
Ultravox,
Sister Nancy,
Excepter,
The Modern Lovers,
Marvin Gaye,
Scrapy,
Thompson Twins,
The Cowsills,
Sällskapet,
Fatback Band,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Quando Quango,
Bang On A Can,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Wasted Youth,
The Searchers,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Moebius,
Scan 7,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Mission of Burma,
Subhumans,
Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees.
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.