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 Cambodia and from Taipei.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 organ 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 Roger Hodgson to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Donald Byrd. All the underground hits.
All Glambeats Corp. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bootsy Collins 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Amon Düül II record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nico,
Tomorrow,
One Last Wish,
Soul Sonic Force,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Electric Prunes,
Bang On A Can,
kango's stein massive,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Deakin,
The Busters,
The J.B.'s,
Sun City Girls,
E-Dancer,
Oblivians,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Tres Demented,
Robert Wyatt,
The Evens,
Bob Dylan,
Wally Richardson,
Ultravox,
Rufus Thomas,
Marvin Gaye,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Outsiders,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Detroit Cobras,
Agitation Free,
Desert Stars,
John Foxx,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Hasil Adkins,
the Swans,
Urselle,
Lightning Bolt,
Thompson Twins,
Livin' Joy,
Flash Fearless,
Masters at Work,
Animal Collective,
The Gories,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Jeff Lynne,
Yusef Lateef,
D'Angelo,
X-Ray Spex,
The Offenders,
Frankie Knuckles,
Pere Ubu,
Lyres,
AZ,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Black Pus,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Kinks,
Peter & Gordon,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection.
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.