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 Dominica and from Halifax.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 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 Traffic Nightmare to the funk 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 L. Decosne. All the underground hits.
All Cymande tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lakeside record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Technova record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Magazine,
Tubeway Army,
Vainqueur,
Grandmaster Flash,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Sexual Harrassment,
Make Up,
KRS-One,
Lyres,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Ludus,
Bush Tetras,
Alice Coltrane,
The Cramps,
Unwound,
Joey Negro,
Anthony Braxton,
The Evens,
The Count Five,
Zapp,
Al Stewart,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Agitation Free,
Jeff Lynne,
the Fania All-Stars,
Kayak,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
the Human League,
The Barracudas,
PIL,
Livin' Joy,
Pere Ubu,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Barbara Tucker,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Jawbox,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Slackers,
Tomorrow,
FM Einheit,
Dennis Brown,
X-102,
Dorothy Ashby,
Grey Daturas,
Camouflage,
Technova,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Nils Olav,
Model 500,
Mandrill,
Mars,
Silicon Teens,
Faust,
E-Dancer,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Procol Harum,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
These Immortal Souls,
Gichy Dan,
Anakelly,
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.