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 Cameroon and from Taipei.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 kango's stein massive to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Soul Sonic Force. All the underground hits.
All Essential Logic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Andrew Hill record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Toni Rubio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Modern Lovers,
Khruangbin,
Ludus,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Brick,
Piero Umiliani,
The Music Machine,
Al Stewart,
The Star Department,
Accadde A,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Pagans,
Freddie Wadling,
Patti Smith,
The Detroit Cobras,
Bobby Sherman,
Connie Case,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Glambeats Corp.,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
DNA,
Soft Machine,
Hardrive,
The Misunderstood,
Byron Stingily,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Chris Corsano,
T.S.O.L.,
The Mojo Men,
Pole,
the Fania All-Stars,
Charles Mingus,
This Heat,
Marcia Griffiths,
One Last Wish,
The Kinks,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Siglo XX,
Eric Dolphy,
Crime,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Amazonics,
Adolescents,
The Young Rascals,
Letta Mbulu,
Arab on Radar,
Simply Red,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Absolute Body Control,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Maurizio,
Youth Brigade,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Smoke,
Tears for Fears,
Motorama,
Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments.
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.