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 Estonia and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 U.S. Maple to the punk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Warsaw. All the underground hits.
All Marine Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Urselle record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lakeside record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Human League,
DJ Sneak,
Marc Almond,
Pagans,
Fat Boys,
Grandmaster Flash,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Oneida,
Lou Christie,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Cheater Slicks,
Skarface,
The Neon Judgement,
Amazonics,
The Fugs,
New Age Steppers,
MC5,
Television,
Lower 48,
K-Klass,
The Skatalites,
H. Thieme,
The Five Americans,
Soft Machine,
Ultimate Spinach,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Technova,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Cybotron,
Thompson Twins,
ABBA,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Boogie Down Productions,
Max Romeo,
Cecil Taylor,
Anthony Braxton,
Neil Young,
Lightning Bolt,
Piero Umiliani,
Jimmy McGriff,
Erykah Badu,
Wings,
Easy Going,
China Crisis,
Kurtis Blow,
Mo-Dettes,
Roxette,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The New Christs,
Eli Mardock,
Robert Wyatt,
Subhumans,
Negative Approach,
Faust,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Star Department,
Anakelly,
The Knickerbockers,
The Birthday Party,
Lindisfarne,
Surgeon, Surgeon, Surgeon, Surgeon.
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.