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 Nauru and from Edmonton.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the theremin 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 The Kinks to the rock 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 L. Decosne. All the underground hits.
All Harry Pussy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kool G Rap & DJ Polo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 an organ and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Donny Hathaway record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Agitation Free,
Donny Hathaway,
Todd Rundgren,
Gregory Isaacs,
Howard Jones,
Toni Rubio,
Icehouse,
The Monochrome Set,
Wings,
The Blues Magoos,
Mary Jane Girls,
Bauhaus,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Nas,
Second Layer,
Quadrant,
The Buckinghams,
Subhumans,
Funkadelic,
Faust,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Max Romeo,
The Monks,
The Victims,
Sun Ra,
Nik Kershaw,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Hot Snakes,
The Pretty Things,
Terry Callier,
Chris Corsano,
The Fall,
Severed Heads,
Jawbox,
Sonic Youth,
Boogie Down Productions,
June Days,
Boz Scaggs,
Anthony Braxton,
The Mojo Men,
Depeche Mode,
the Germs,
Derrick Morgan,
Flash Fearless,
Erasure,
Bluetip,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Wasted Youth,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Rites of Spring,
The Busters,
David Bowie,
Black Flag,
Johnny Osbourne,
James White and The Blacks,
Basic Channel,
The Litter,
Little Man,
Tommy Roe,
The Star Department,
The Shadows of Knight,
Donald Byrd,
Sound Behaviour, Sound Behaviour, Sound Behaviour, Sound Behaviour.
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.