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 Solomon Islands and from Cairo.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 DeepChord presents Echospace to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Loose Ends. All the underground hits.
All Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Warren Ellis 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fortunes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Interpol,
Idris Muhammad,
Black Flag,
Todd Terry,
John Holt,
Gong,
June of 44,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Motorama,
Can,
LL Cool J,
Sonny Sharrock,
Funkadelic,
Laurel Aitken,
The Knickerbockers,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Al Stewart,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Bad Manners,
Hasil Adkins,
Dark Day,
Skarface,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Mummies,
the Soft Cell,
The Cowsills,
La Düsseldorf,
Amon Düül,
T. Rex,
Don Cherry,
Mars,
Gang of Four,
Deadbeat,
The Dead C,
Theoretical Girls,
Yellowson,
Marvin Gaye,
Man Eating Sloth,
48th St. Collective,
Pierre Henry,
Aloha Tigers,
Adolescents,
Blake Baxter,
The Gladiators,
Goldenarms,
Country Teasers,
Thee Headcoats,
Urselle,
Colin Newman,
New York Dolls,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Velvet Underground,
Derrick Morgan,
Robert Görl,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Magazine,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Gories,
Johnny Clarke,
Sound Behaviour,
Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff.
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.