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 South Sudan and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 clarinet 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 Zero Boys to the disco 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 Oneida. All the underground hits.
All Sly & The Family Stone tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Moss Icon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hardrive record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Walker Brothers,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Modern Lovers,
The Associates,
Tim Buckley,
Tres Demented,
Second Layer,
Nation of Ulysses,
Brothers Johnson,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Nik Kershaw,
Sam Rivers,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
CMW,
KRS-One,
Easy Going,
Big Daddy Kane,
the Swans,
Kas Product,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Harmonia,
Hasil Adkins,
Robert Görl,
Josef K,
Young Marble Giants,
Skaos,
New Age Steppers,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Moleskins,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
D'Angelo,
the Normal,
Moby Grape,
Lower 48,
Chrome,
Television,
Q and Not U,
Gang Gang Dance,
Harpers Bizarre,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Rapeman,
Section 25,
UT,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Dave Gahan,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Gladiators,
Stiv Bators,
Whodini,
Outsiders,
Von Mondo,
Tubeway Army,
Inner City,
Moebius,
Dawn Penn,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Juan Atkins,
Sällskapet,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Velvet Underground,
The Martian,
The Toasters,
Oblivians, Oblivians, Oblivians, Oblivians.
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.