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 Cyprus and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise 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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the rhodes 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 David McCallum to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Y Pants. All the underground hits.
All Chris & Cosey tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Interpol record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Barbara Tucker record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Robert Wyatt,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Isaac Hayes,
Deadbeat,
Iggy Pop,
T.S.O.L.,
Johnny Osbourne,
Qualms,
John Foxx,
The Gories,
The Names,
Hoover,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Index,
Letta Mbulu,
The Red Krayola,
The Vogues,
Scrapy,
Crooked Eye,
Motorama,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Divine Comedy,
Royal Trux,
Roy Ayers,
T. Rex,
Quadrant,
Icehouse,
Symarip,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Ponytail,
Skarface,
CMW,
Neil Young,
The Happenings,
Pylon,
Babytalk,
Goldenarms,
Nils Olav,
Unrelated Segments,
Chris Corsano,
Ultimate Spinach,
Amon Düül,
The Modern Lovers,
Sister Nancy,
Dorothy Ashby,
Los Fastidios,
The Barracudas,
Reagan Youth,
Monolake,
Erykah Badu,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
FM Einheit,
Quando Quango,
Black Moon,
Nas,
Negative Approach,
DNA,
Mandrill,
The Velvet Underground,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.