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 Cuba and from Salvador.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Sandy B to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Clear Light. All the underground hits.
All Dennis Brown tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Magazine record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
X-102,
Audionom,
Lindisfarne,
Harry Pussy,
Isaac Hayes,
Camberwell Now,
Smog,
Rosa Yemen,
Vainqueur,
Echospace,
The Grass Roots,
The Black Dice,
Aloha Tigers,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Mojo Men,
Glambeats Corp.,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Talk Talk,
Piero Umiliani,
Tommy Roe,
Sixth Finger,
Hardrive,
Procol Harum,
Minor Threat,
cv313,
Little Man,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Newcleus,
Matthew Halsall,
Symarip,
Bang On A Can,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Fad Gadget,
The Neon Judgement,
Animal Collective,
Radio Birdman,
Bobby Womack,
Crooked Eye,
Los Fastidios,
10cc,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Gong,
New Order,
The Selecter,
Nick Fraelich,
Ken Boothe,
H. Thieme,
Theoretical Girls,
Barry Ungar,
Ossler,
Sun Ra,
Lightning Bolt,
Hoover,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Johnny Osbourne,
T. Rex,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Motions,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Tremeloes,
E-Dancer, E-Dancer, E-Dancer, E-Dancer.
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.